Although this takes place almost twenty years ago the reactions that it provoked amongst my friends is still fresh in my memory. As young people do I had been to a party. outdoors,standing around a fire swigging beers, telling stories of daring do and bravado. I had twenty miles to go home and after picking up my helmet, ( we were all bikers ) told the guys I was heading home and would walk and thumb ( hitch ) a lift. I had been on the main road for about five minutes when I hear a bike slowing, going down the gears. The guy stopped said where he was going I said where I was going and I put my helmet on and got on the back. He dropped me off at a junction on the way home I walked the rest of the way. Nexr week I met up with the guys and told them my good fortune at getting a lift nearly all the way home. I described the Bike and rider, As the description went on they began to ask questions that I thought were a bit odd. after all the guy and bike I described had been on the fringes of our company for some time. I had met him a couple of times before, we all had, what was being asked was common knowledge. It was then they told me.. The guy had committed suicide the week before on his motorcycle.( was going to trial didnt want to go to jail ) He laid it down on the tarmac after flinging his helmet away, wore a hole in his head, died quickly. Some had been to his funeral that week.The story is I got a lift on a ghost bike with a ghost rider, Do I believe,I'm not sure..it all seemed really real that night.kit How it changed my life:until that point in my life, all things were tangible, after I had an open mind after all is'nt that what faith is.
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