Hello my name is
Mike or Biker Mike as some people call me.
I ride a motorcycle, wear a jean jacket, sunglasses, and a bandana around
my head. I used to be part of a gang
known for causing trouble. Been in and
out of jail a few times. Yes I have
tatoos.
I have turned my life around. I left the gang. I travel around the country
helping those who need it. I still go to bike rallies, but stop along the way
to help people in need, and really don't even care if I even make it to the
rally. I have been to many schools to
talk about the dangers of being part of a gang.
The whole Biker Mike thing came around
one day I had stopped to help this guy change a flat tire. After assuring him I was only there to help,
and introducing myself, He agreed to let me help. When we finished, We shook hands, I climbed
back on my bike. Just before I took off,
His little boy stuck his haed out the window and said"Thanks Biker
Mike." I thought it was cute. The next Time I went to help a farmer haul
hay. He asked me my name I told him it
was Mike, but if he wanted to he could call me Biker Mike. That is how it started, people have been
calling me Biker Mike ever since.
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