Minding my own business, riding down the highway, another motorcyclist pulls up next to me on my left. He glares over at me with a faceless presence from his all blackened helmet. Thinking he was just another guy i brought my left hand down to wave, I gave him dueces. Just then the brawny man leans hard to the right trying to ram into me like an artilery round, but i pulled in the clutch and break in order to stop quickly. I slowed down quite a bit, enough for him to pass in front of me without harm. Suddenly another biker comes up from behind and slashes my right leg with a knife, breaking my tibia. my chest tightened up, I wanted to yell from the excrutiating pain but i couldn't. more and more motorcyclist kept coming from behind me, encircling me, like a group of assassins. I then remembered my firearm i had strapped to my ankle, i reached down to take it out, rifling through the blood and torn flesh from my calf i pulled out my .45 and started firing.BAM BAM BAM! I unleashed a volley of bullets, a violent ballad from the point of my gun.