"the leader arrived, and left again in a determined rush, his 650 Triumph heaving a roostertail of dirt in the air. Hot on the Triumph's heels was a Greeves, and then more Triumphs, and Husqvarnas, and more Triumphs, and Montesas, and more Triumphs, and Bultacos, and yet more Triumphs. Somewhere, with the leaders, a Triumph carrying Steve McQueen went by,"
If you dig the film "On Any Sunday" and love the thought of crashing through the wild southern California desert on a old sled. Find some time this weekend to give this short story a read.