"I Did something Stupid with my Bike!"

I wrote this story for "Dead in 5 Heartbeats" Movie Family

I have told stories of follow the leader. "I think we have to take 2 different elevators this time." "Wow there is a lot of space in this Mall." "It is way easier to go down stairs than up."
"WAYNE STOP YELLING AT ME!" "I CAN'T HEAR YOU YOUR FACE KEEPS MELTING!"
"Those grass hoppers are little kamikazes."
and "The 'Goat' is going to get you!" (Right after it hits the ground from the swing we put on its horns and fly it into the air)>"" ha ha
BUT,
I say this next adventure. We all did the I want to try, "OUCH!" or "That was Wicked, Sic, Mad." "Jesus Sh$t! I can't believe I did that sort of a like a hill climb."
Street bikes. I had up graded to a big bike after a couple years and wreaks, "Knock knock" a 1980 850L Suzuki shaft drive, man this thing had torque, tank smackers in long black lines, and Wayne Got his 'Old Water Buffalo 750" out and had tried everything, (?) to get it going. He decides one last idea, for pushing those 3 cylinders cold was no joke on foot even as strong and fast as I was 12 sec 100 meter raw. 1% thing, super strong, but not I was not a full horse power maybe a 1/3. I soon have a "Rope" on the back of my 850L and he says "Pull me around the block…"
Suz's weight of 650+ was in the front so right off I have to sit back in the seat to get the bikes back tire from giving, a little too far and a wheelie, this sounds semi-simple. NOT!
I have to keep my bike front end down enough to steer back end down enough to pull the 750 and it does not want to be pulled it slides, it kicks and bucks. I am riding a bike doing the same thing, but even worse. I had to control pull where I was going and the pull of the bike behind me; we did not figure in the fact that the rope used on my back end railing would slide back and forth from corner to corner. I was on a bucking beast of steel pulling an old bigger beast in torque, power band, size, a 2 stroke engine is no joke, and pulling one is like pulling a very large reluctant 3/4 horse out of the barn and around the barn yard with a gelding in lead both in direct opposition and doing everything they can to get rid of the rider. I would get going then have to swing wildly as the cars on the sides of the narrow streets of Silver Spring Suburbs were suddenly in front of me. How that kept happening; I really had no time to think about it just react. We stopped for a second, as a sputter came from the old beast then it quieted again. I looked back wiping the sweat from my face, took a look at the world,, and looked back. I had to go the rest of the way around the block, not another good idea cause those cars were jumping in front of me like I was playing Frogger. I took off and right away this little silver car is right there, and the boot comes up, bounce. My arms were shaking from the reins and the beast behind me now was kicking even harder and spitting black smoke in its reluctance. I pushed on, one more left, no cars on right of street which was very helpful when the animals went to dirt in the turn. I kicked a jumping tree and laid down a massive heave giving the steel animal a serious kick to the barn yard. It followed louder than ever and more reluctance to go home than leave. All this while Wayne has been yelling behind me. "Go!' "Go you." and snapping a voice whip. The rope, the 2 animals and I didn't listen until someone yelled "Woo".
We made it back and he says. "Hell that didn't work," and laughed as he looked at the look on my face of "WT f were you thinking?" "What was I thinking?" mixed with "Sometimes that genius mind, and mine should talk.." "..Did it?" he finishes.
I quickly took the rope off, and watered, and quick brush down of the sweaty hot animal, my Steel animal Suz was not happy, but they have great trans. We would ride next week. I told him, "The floats are full of gas and rust sediment killing your carbs." He agreed he just wanted to see if we could clean them without him taking it apart. I looked again. The man worked at N.A.S.A. for 20 years, one my best friends. We were perfect together, Professor and Student both not right, bikers mentality, hidden in Suburbia.
Hey Guys D5HT fam, this is Raw.
Dedicated to every biker Nut who said. "Let's do this…"