Or perhaps it should read: Motor Drome in moonshine.
Massive earbleeding thank-you’s to Dale and volunteers at Wheels Through Time, and the American Motor Drome folks, for being that magical combination of kind, welcoming, awesome, and just damn themselves.
127 miles. Rode to the end of the Parkway and back. Following Harleys through the tunnels is an acoustic experience. May cause arrhythmia, but in this Bible Belt they’re praying for me so heart better keep beating.