Iron Horses

September 11, 2013 — Washington, D.C.

They said we couldn’t ride through their town to honor the victims of the 9‑11 attacks and the military called to serve after. No permits for us… but the muzies got theirs. Bull ship

So, by God we rode any dam way. 1.2 million of us from all over America. We got their attention quick.

I left at 6pm night before, arriving next morning on 9‑11‑13 rolling into Washington on I‑95, alone.

This is what I saw the next morning in the picture on the right as the sun started to rise.
At 10:45 AM I managed to shut the whole I-95 interstate down. Unknowing to me someone else choose the time. My back tire blew out in the fast left lane on I-95 at 80 mph. Guess when cars and trucks around me heard the BOOM, they slowed up and were waiting for the wreck that didn't happen... By God, in a good way

Still got the 16‑penny nail that did me in!!

It's what we all rode up there to do — shut Washington down.

I might add... google said it's 8 hours' drive time... nope not even close.