The Compound is on a stretch of our road that is straight and level for about half a mile - that makes it the prime spot for was we call the Evel Knevel Show. At least 3 or 4 times a day the motorcycles zoom up and down, most of time doing wheelies. Last night they came by while I was taking the garbage can out to the end of the driveway. One of the daredevils was standing up on his motorcycle with his arms spread open wide. If they weren't so loud, they would be slightly entertaining.
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