General Writing Challenges
Get it out there. Blurt. Vent.
Sometimes it is good just to dick with a idea.
The Call of the Bitchman
Robb is a aging road warrior he rides a big 1200cc piece of Jap Crap. A lovely bike, bit of a barrel.
Robb is a green belt of Kung Fu & a ballet dancer.
Robb comes around a big sweeping bend doing 140 to 150 K, cruising.
He spots a motor cycle gang of Bikie's not civilized Bikers.
He reaches his hand over the throttle and grabs a hand full.
The road warrior Robb blasts past the gaggle of shit box USA built, 1920's designed Harley shit boxes.
Gidday Dravid here I filled up and f#@*ed off.