birds are dangerous. ive taken out a few. one i cought in the spokes of my front wheel on a kz750b. thing just exploded feathers! the last one i killed with me adams apple. right under the chinbar on the helmet. buddy rode up next to me yellin "Wild Hogs Russ, Wild Hogs!"
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Good stories.
