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Assassins of the digital highway
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The Battle Mile Under the frown of the moon, the hyper bikes scream,
leaving florescent trails in their wake as they race along the old highways,
looking for more dangerous challenges, searching out on
the wastelands for the followers of the old ways, those who live
on the forgotten past; those faceless who still exist in the darkness.
The assassins of steel and fuel lie in wait on the horizon.
an entourage of bikers
an entourage of bikers kicking up dust through a lonely town comes to mind! quite enjoyed that! ;) thanks SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
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