black mamba
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It looks like the final count for bikers killed during Bike Week is 7. That's a very sad statistic to say the least. If you go there and experience what goes on, however, you wonder how the count stays so low. I've never seen so many bikers driving so irresponsibly while under the influence of drinks or drugs.
I was leaving the Iron Horse Saloon, heading back to Main St. Daytona. A pack of about 30 riders, mostly Harley guys ( not that that matters ), pulled out ahead of me and blasted off in the same direction. Cops were everywhere and I was stunned that no effort was made to corral some of these guys as they were weaving and bobbing all over the place. Before we got two miles down the road, three of the bunch ahead of me were in the ditch....one a two-up that seemed OK, a single that was standing beside his bike, and another single that was stuffed up under his bike. The spacing between these incidents lead me to believe they were separate events. Had you seen this pack leaving the saloon, you would have known something like this was bound to happen. Consider that this scene is repeated all over the area countless times during Bike Week, and it is amazing that the death count is so low.
I've been going to Daytona for years, and while this year's attendance appeared to be off a little, it was as wild and wooly an experience as ever. Every 100 feet you travel around the town presents many opportunities for somthing untoward to happen. Heading home, I was again thankful that I had successfully avoided being one of the unfortunate statistics.
I was leaving the Iron Horse Saloon, heading back to Main St. Daytona. A pack of about 30 riders, mostly Harley guys ( not that that matters ), pulled out ahead of me and blasted off in the same direction. Cops were everywhere and I was stunned that no effort was made to corral some of these guys as they were weaving and bobbing all over the place. Before we got two miles down the road, three of the bunch ahead of me were in the ditch....one a two-up that seemed OK, a single that was standing beside his bike, and another single that was stuffed up under his bike. The spacing between these incidents lead me to believe they were separate events. Had you seen this pack leaving the saloon, you would have known something like this was bound to happen. Consider that this scene is repeated all over the area countless times during Bike Week, and it is amazing that the death count is so low.
I've been going to Daytona for years, and while this year's attendance appeared to be off a little, it was as wild and wooly an experience as ever. Every 100 feet you travel around the town presents many opportunities for somthing untoward to happen. Heading home, I was again thankful that I had successfully avoided being one of the unfortunate statistics.
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