Biker Was Crying Over A Thing In That Blue Towel And I Had To Pull Over To See What Broke This Tough Man
I was driving home from work when I saw a motorcycle pulled over on the shoulder of Highway 52. My first instinct was to keep driving—bikers always looked dangerous to me, the kind my mom warned me about. But something made me slow down. That’s when I saw him: a giant man, cradling something small…