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I looked Anna in the eye, then grabbed my Cut and left. 
As I walked outside I saw all the bikes started ready to go, with the Patch-Holders standing around smoking. 
I walked over to my Dyna and admired it. I hopped on my bike and waited until they started pulling out. 
Shady and I were the second to last row of bikes because we were riding with our chapter. 
Once we reached the open rode on our way to Vegas I realized something I hadn’t before. 
How riding made you feel like theres no problems, you have a guilt free heart, and a unclouded head. 
That riding in the wind with my brothers was the best feeling in my life.