I was about half way to LA when a black helicopter roared over my head. Oh shit! They were following me! I couldn't go to Jondy's now. I couldn't lead them right to her.

I desperatly look for a turn off but find nothing but bushes and shrubs. What am I going to do now?

In my rearview mirror, I see one of the soldiers pull out a gun and aim right for me. I slam hard on the brakes. My bike skids to a halt. Good thing I had boosted a brand new pair of brake pads from the shop. The helicopter zooms past and I turn my bike around.

The highway is practically diserted but I sill have to swerve around on- coming traffic. The chopper boys are still tailing me. The guy with the gun aimes and fires right behind my back tire. He wouldn't miss the next time. Gotta think fast. I gotta get off the open road and into cover. Theres a turn off!

I take it not even know where it will lead me. They are still behind me. I take a hard left onto an old country road. Plenty of shade trees to hide me.

I hear the rotors pass me by and make a silent prayer to Ben's Blue Lady. I really have to get somewhere safe and crash. Driving all night and day can really be a pain in the ass, literally.

Jondy is the only one I know of. I have to get to LA, but not take any of the highways or main roads. Easier said then done. The quiet country back roads, ain't so peacefull no more.

I hold in the clutch and let it all out at once. I ride into the town and notice a semi loading up. I hear the driver talking to the gass station attendent. He is going south and will make a stop in LA. I figure the driver will never notice a little extra weight in the back.