Skipped high school in 1979 and rode a buddy of mine's Sportster down with a group of old guys (25-30). We met a large group 300-400 at the old KOA campground of I-75 just south of Valdosta and it got crazy that night. I was only 17 and going to the Cabbage Patch (creamed corn wrestling, drag racing), Boot Hill and Iron Horse was a trip and the chicks just loved saying "he's just a baby" as they rubbed their tits all over my face. When I went back to school the principle asked why I was absent for 5 days and I told him I went to bike week. At first he thought I was BSing him and when he realized I was wasn't he just shook his head and told me
I had to make my classes in detention. I said no problem it was worth it.
I had to make my classes in detention. I said no problem it was worth it.
