Do you know the legend of the biker bell? No?) Then read it))
Years ago, on a cold December night, an old frozen biker was returning home from Mexico with a bag full of toys for the neighbour's children.
He rode and thought how great he was in life that he had a loving person who was not jealous of the road, and an old faithful bike that had not thrown off its owner for many, many years.
But about 40 miles from the border, in a wide desert, he came across a bunch of famous dwarf creatures known as road gremlins. You know, those assholes who always leave some kind of rubbish on the road, like a boot, a board or an old tire, and also make potholes in the road so that bikers can smash their heads, giving the little green critters a reason to have fun.
So, those gremlins ambushed the guy, as a result of which he flew off the motorcycle and tumbled over the asphalt for more than one meter, finally stopping at his lost saddle bag. Recovering himself, the guy saw the gremlins, slowly heading towards their prey. Unable to get up, he pulled the bag lying next to him and began to throw all its contents at the evil freaks. The last thing left in his hands is a small bell. In desperation, he began to call them, hoping to scare off the green little ones.
Half a mile from the crash site in the desert, there was a small camp where two bikers sat by the fire and talked about the day. Suddenly, in the silence of the night, they heard a sound that reminded them of church bells. Heading for the sound, they stumbled upon an injured biker surrounded by gremlins. Needless to say, the brotherhood in the person of two vagrants scattered them across the desert and saved the crashed guy.
The old rider wanted to thank them for saving them. Of course, they refused the money. Then the rescued guy cut out two pieces of leather from the saddle of his bike and tied a bell for each of them. He tied them to the bums' motorcycles as close to the ground as possible, and said that ringing them would protect them from the tricks of the gremlins, and in case of trouble, he would call the brothers for help. So, if you ever see a biker with a bell, you should know that his friendship is sealed and tested by his comrades on the road.