Author: nazar Muhammad

I was on the verge of losing my farm and watching my family go hungry when forty-seven Harleys thundered down…

The little girl couldn’t have been older than seven. She stood beside my Harley in the Walmart parking lot, tears…

The young woman trying to sell my stolen 1978 Harley Davidson had no idea it belonged to me when she…

I watched a grown biker collapse to his knees when my seven-year-old daughter handed him her teddy bear at a…

The old biker who lived in my neighborhood died while saving my life, and for years I had hated him…

I was fired from my waitressing job because I refused to stop helping an elderly biker whose hands trembled so…

I always hated my father because he was a motorcycle mechanic, not a doctor or lawyer like the parents of…

The day I called the hotel to confirm accessibility for my son’s prom night and they replied, “Sorry, but wheelchair…

Fifty bikers brought the entire interstate to a halt to protect a nine-year-old girl who was sprinting barefoot down the…