|Magical Mystery Machine|
The motorcycle rodeo event was a bust, so we decided to breakaway and ride.
Quiet country roads were dominated by mammoth farm equipment making their way from field to field. Like a collective, every farm exhibited a flurry of activity as they raced against time.
A blast from the past, the Magical Mystery Machine dominated a parking lot filled with bikes. Raising the question, “Scooby Doo, where are you?”