![]() Me and Bob heard the ruckus and ran around the front to see the melee. Next thing you know, he was being beaten by several Pagans. It was wooden-just like a storybook pirate’s leg.Ī group of drunken revelers walked down the sidewalk, and one of them made the mistake of telling a member to get out of the way. His wasn’t a fancy titanium or plastic limb, though. ![]() He’d lost his leg in a motorcycle accident and had a prosthetic limb. Tumbleweed was the oldest in the club and looked like Blue from the Will Ferrell movie Old School. The legal definition is “mutilating or inflicting injury upon a person which deprives him/her of the use of any limb.” I’m not sure of the circumstances of how Tumbleweed caught that case, but I was made aware of the charges during my prep work before I went to Rocky Point. That’s an actual federal criminal charge. One of the Long Island chapter members was Michael Thornton, nicknamed Tumbleweed, a felon with convictions for drugs and maiming. The Pagans had been on a rowdy three-day bender, and whether the Angels showed or not, violence was inevitable. I knew I could at the very least become a hang-around, and probably more.īob and I were told to stand behind the clubhouse with a few other hang-arounds to ensure no Hells Angels snuck up on the club. I didn’t have any crimes on record yet, but I was growing more certain that there was an opportunity to infiltrate at some level. I made it through another sleepless night. His breath smacked my face and I could smell his stench. One time, he stopped next to me, leaned over, and stared down at me as I lay on the ground pretending to be asleep. Just like the previous night, Roadblock continued his pacing past me all night. They were also the judges, juries, and executioners.īiker Gang in Bloody Brawl Is Loaded With CopsĪfter drinking the town dry, we went back to Roadblock’s house, where I was sent back to the living room floor to sleep. They slapped guys around, and the bar owners and doormen did nothing. ![]() ![]() It was eye opening to see how the Pagans literally ran the town. ![]()
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