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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 12:58 pm
Pulling up on the handlebars, he popped the front wheel of the harley off the ground, even as he ramped off one end of the dock, aiming to land squarely on where the ruined back end section of the Ferry began.
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 12:59 pm
Tires squealing loudly, the back end of the harly swerved more to the left, as he nearly side swiped a group of surprised workers.
Amid shouts and cursing, he drove on, weaving through rubble and tape.
He was going to ramp off again and hit the Port.
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