Short story move it if need be
Comming back from Georgia after Will left us,Kenny mert and I made a last fuel stop before are last leg together,
after taking to long at the station mert and kenny wait patiently for my slow self to get on the bike. mert told me to take the lead ( I was ducking doing it) so I did, badly of course, so I took them through the curves of Virginia,almost losing Kenny in the traffic. Kenny finally has enough and blows past me at what had to be 100 mph,now kenny is probably a mile ahead of us I look over and mert passes me on the right signaling me to get moving.So I flow in about 5 feet behind her and we get moving. I see a sun flash flow off her bike and all of a sudden im looking down over us, two Blue and Silver Americas moving into a turn going 95 mph as one. I still get shivers , her brown leather jacket with the wings on it my black one with the overstuffed bag on it leaning into a turn flying past traffic. When I return to my bike im grinning like a little kid. 5 miles later kenny and mert take there exit and with a wave there gone.But that moment looking down on us riding like the wind will stay with me as long as I live, with a flash of sunlight beaming off two blue and silver machines riding fast into the northeast
