In 1969 Easyrider Rachel left her home in the California desert bound for The Mardis Gras. Seeking truth, wisdom and a leak-proof primary cover, she loaded all her worldly possessions on her vintage sissy bar and a tube filled with cocaine in her gas tank. She failed to pack her road atlas however, and possessing a poor sense of direction, she never found New Orleans. To this day she can be found wandering aimlessly around North America, leaving new friends and a thick puddle of black oil wherever she visits.
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In 1969 Easyrider Rachel left her home in the California desert bound for The Mardis Gras. Seeking truth, wisdom and a leak-proof primary cover, she loaded all her worldly possessions on her vintage sissy bar and a tube filled with cocaine in her gas tank.
She failed to pack her road atlas however, and possessing a poor sense of direction, she never found New Orleans.
To this day she can be found wandering aimlessly around North America, leaving new friends and a thick puddle of black oil wherever she visits.
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