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My little 1%'er story:

It was about 1978 and I was a year outta high school headed up I-75 to Road Atlanta somewhere in the middle of GA. I was cruising along in my '70 VW bug and I look in the mirror and I see two rows of heavy bikes running about 80 mph. They started passing me and passing me and passing me. There must have been 250 of them and they were Outlaws. Outlaws were big in Florida at that time. Following them were about 5 GA highway patrol cars and local sheriff deputies. I never seen anything like it. They were a rough looking bunch. I asked somebody about it years later and they said they were probably headed to a funeral for a GA chapter's leader. I'm glad I saw them coming and was in the right lane.