Caught
When I was a teen I lived in Mississippi in the country. I did crazy things like go snake hunting. And there were lots of snakes in Mississippi. If we weren’t hunting snakes we were probably hunting something else or fishing. We usually met somewhere and then road dirt bikes out into the woods or down to the river. We would ride in shorts. That way we could really feel the burn when we accidentally let our legs bump against the muffler. We also never wore helmets. I know exactly what a windshield feels like when a bug splats against it. I also know what it feels like to have rain smack you in the face while going 60 mph. Since I didn’t own a motorcycle or dirt bike, I was at the mercy of my friends to use theirs. The reason I didn’t own one is because my dad refused to let us ride them. He had a motorcycle as a teen and had broken almost every bone in his body due to multiple accidents. He was afraid we would be the same way if we were to ride. So I secretly used my fri...