I was not a actual member of a group known far and wide down here in TEXAS but would go to party's and had a friend that would wrench on there sled's and I had a chance but was not in to some of the hard core stuff I'M not going to talk about, I might be dumb but not stupid!! I meet a girl rider in DAYTONA about 15 year's ago and she was from MONTREAL CANADA so we had a hot thing going on so I took vacation to go see her and she worked at a bank but I took about 20 TEXAS Harley T-shirt's and her biker friend's went nut's for the Tee's so I just let them have all I had but did not realize she was on the out side of the H.......... and when they found out I was from TEXAS they wanted to know who I rode with, now I'M all alone except for her and it got real quite and they asked me about B....... and some certain name's, I was getting cold chill and I could tell they where mad at her for bringing me but I kept my cool and just said was lone wolf then they wanted to see my tattoo's I was about to wet the floor because I know I would never be found because I left on a moment's notice and did not tell my people where I was going, well they did not get me to break and all of sudden it was party party party, but at time I heard two under cover guy's had got in but liked the life style and even heard they where doing each other and it got freaky and some cop's had been killed but I got my ass on the first jet to HOUSTON, I did not realize who she knew and the amount of patch holder's in H.......... in MONTREAL, nothing more freaky than a hard core biker who speaks FRENCH, I later found out one guy saved me because he ran a check on me when I was being talked to, any way I really liked her but never went back. I think god I'M alive from that ordeal.