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A phalanx of motorcycles came roaring over the hill form the west . . . the noise was like a landslide, or a wing of bombers passing over.- Even knowing the Angles I could quite handle what I was seeing.- It was like Genghis Khan, Morgans Raiders, the Wild One and the Rape of Nanking all at once.
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