by support@blacktuskweb.com | Mar 26, 2015 | Uncategorized
Two border officers on the other side of the counter made comments and asked questions for forty-five minutes. The longer it went, the worse I felt. I was told my American girlfriend gave reason to think I might stay in America and work. I was fingerprinted and asked...
by support@blacktuskweb.com | Mar 12, 2014 | Uncategorized
I almost hurt myself in an S-curve on 8th Avenue that curls up through a ravine just east of 192nd Street. It is the best set of corners for ten kilometers in any direction. I had ridden cruisers on that road before, Yamahas and Harley’s that rolled at their own pace...