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100WFC: Fuzzy by Wayfarer

Fuzzyby Wayfarerwith illustration by Wayfarer I swayed left and right, twisting the throttle, pushing and pulling at the handlebars. I was tense, sweating throughout on an early morning in June. If only I could ride another 200 miles, I know I would be at peace. This time yesterday, I had kickstarted my journey to the heartland. There were no goodbyes at work, maybe there will be none at my destination, my home. As I evaded the bustling traffic on the interstate, the many commuters dissolved, my mind picturing her smile, her yellow gown, her rare recipes and most of all, her patience with me. The oil rig fellas had pitched in to do my share of work as I took off to a final resting place. Mom was fading fast. Will she remember me in her condition? I gotta stay awake to fulfill her dreams and a promise to be by her side. (publication dated 30-Mar-2024) * * * You can participate and win as well–just subscribe to the weekly newsletter by clicking here. Then send us your fiction in 100 words or less through Wayfarer@Bikernet.com

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100 WFC: Quig by J J Spain

Quig by J J Spain (Jeffrey)with illustration by Wayfarer I took the first Piedmont exit off I90, rolling the Chieftain on to the parking lot of Matt’s Place, the front tire of the Indian facing the interstate. The t-shirts stapled to the wall said Matt wasn’t there, he was fishing. Silently I tipped my champagne of beers to the Blackhills and whispered to my friend that I missed him. It’s been four years now since he left, yet I still hear his voice, his laugh and wish I could cast a fly like he could. Time goes by, the days go fast, the best leave us first. Enjoy Miller time. (publication dated 30-March-2024) * * * You can participate and win as well–just subscribe to the weekly newsletter by clicking here. Then send us your fiction in 100 words or less through Wayfarer@Bikernet.com

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100WFC: Burn Out by Wayfarer

Burn Out by Wayfarerwith illustration by Wayfarer The winds slapped his body as he kept his head steady, guiding the Fat Boy through backroads, out past county lines. The roads uneven, but the path was known to him. The brothers had brought the fight to the establishment. The State however considered them a malignant minority. Even as cops and Congressmen thrashed the group with harsh laws and fines, the rider’s outlook was – all for one and one invaluable Constitution. As they stood their ground, an underground parking lot exploded. “Outlaws!” “Scum!” Age-old slimy propaganda to delude the masses. In a city that banned ICE engines, it was anybody’s guess what had exploded. (publication dated 23-March-2024) READ ALL THE YEAR 2024 ENTRIES BY CLICKING HEREhttps://www.bikernet.com/pages/Bikernet_100_Word_Fiction_Contest_2024.aspx

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100WFC: Melanie by Bandit

Melanie by Banditwith illustration by Wayfarer A miniature human with a radiant smile and satin skin. Her old man worked the oil fields and afforded his Sportster tank painted by George Wild. Her one mission was to collect it in her rusting VW bug. The magnificent flames glistened on the modified tank. George attempted to fondle the satin button, the tank nearly becoming a weapon. A weakness for abandoned pets steered her off course. The tank became the object of potential scratches and drooling dogs. Groceries dislodged and a fender bender nearly hurled the candy flames. Still that night a brother rode to club church with a brilliant smile on his face. She made it. (publication dated 18-March-2024)

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Brothers for Truth

Joey woke up early. He had to blast to work, a new job. The sky shown a brilliant blue with sparce clouds over the vast Wyoming plains. He was new to the area after riding his Sportster out from California and finding an apartment. He immediately faced a daunting issue, though. Winter loomed and motorcycles didn’t fit. He needed to find a garage and a used 4-wheel drive pickup truck. He also needed a dojo and there weren’t any in the small town of Pina. The growing berg was split by a highway and the founding fathers of the community wisely put the town on one side of the highway and the industrial area and growing oil fields on the other. Joey showered, trimmed his tightly cut Vandyke facial hair, dressed for work and rode a couple of blocks to Mable’s Diner for breakfast. He passed fresh new franchise joints being built like plastic toy boxes and an old brick building being restored. The Pina was clean, vibrant and growing. Click here to read this heart warming global healing adventure, only on Bikernet.com

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100 WFC: Sparks by Jeffrey

Sparks by Jeffrey aka JJ Spain with illustration by Wayfarer He leaned hard right into the curve, pushing his hands down while keeping his head erect, doing 55 mph in a 35. He tried his best to force sparks to ignite from his exhaust pipes against the concrete on Highway 14 A, Boulder Canyon to Deadwood, SD. The Michelin tires held tight as the next curve approached. He rolled the throttle on, pushing to 70 mph on the last notorious bend before the straightaway. Sparks flew! Yelling in exhilaration, he threw a fist in the air. Glancing in his rearview mirror, red and blue flashing lights came into view. Totally worth it. (publication dated 10-January-2024) * * * Winner for the month of December 2023: “Nap Time” by Jeffrey (J J Spain) — that’s back-to-back wins for Jeffrey, aka JJ Spain of https://mikesalasnovels.com/. Who will win the first one in year 2024? Lot of Bikernet swag and 5-Ball Racing goodies to be won. Simply subscribe to our weekly newsletter by clicking here and email your fiction in 100 words or less to wayfarer@bikernet.com List of 2023 entries and winners at: https://www.bikernet.com/pages/100_Word_Fiction_Contest.aspx

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100 WFC: Little Lady on the Road

100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC Little Lady on the Road by Jeffrey aka JJ Spain with illustration by Wayfarer Riding west on 44 out of Rapid, I pulled to the shoulder, parked the Harley to talk to a little girl. She was alone, maybe three years old. She wasn’t dressed for walking the highway in December weather. She said her name was Abby as I picked her up, opened my jacket and held her close to my body. I dialed 911. An officer was there in three minutes. A woman in a red Lexus was there in five. She yelled, “Get your hands off her!” “Ma’am, have you been drinking?” the officer asked. Abby began to cry when CPS took her from me. I did too. (publication dated 08-January-2024) * * * Know past winners and read all entries ever published by visiting: https://www.bikernet.com/pages/100_Word_Fiction_Contest.aspx All you gotta do is subscribe to Bikernet’s free weekly newsletter and send in your entry to wayfarer@bikernet.com

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The Run to the Black Hills

The Bandit’s Cantina Episode 104 by Bandit “Sorry,” Bandit shouted from the top of the stairs as he headed down with his bedroll packed. “I just sold the Cantina to a strip-club purveyor for over 2 million. “It will be called Ship Wreck Joey’s in three months and they’ll bring thugs to clear your no-home, drug-addicts out of the parking lot.” The broad from the mayor’s office looked sorta wide-eyed. “I had the brothers interview every homeless credent shitting on our sidewalks. Not one moved here with the intentions of buying a home. They came here because you promised them free, tax-payer financed drugs. I hope that’s working for you,” Bandit said and made his way out to his chopper where the bros waited. Click here to read the latest episode from this adventure. * * * *

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100 WFC: A Last Milestone by Steven Sanner

100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC A Last Milestone by Steven Sanner with illustration by Wayfarer The wind whipped across my face like a thousand cats shredding flesh. I thought of warmer conditions, but the falling 40-degree temps and fading light would not relent. I’m glad I invested in the horsehide coat; I wished for chaps to match. Then, a warm feeling kindled deep within me, remembering the gratitude expressed by the family of the fallen soldier for having been a riding escort to the gravesite…enough to get me back home. I will be riding again—rain, shine, snow, or freezing temps—to make it to the next patriot Guard mission. It’s the least I could do to give thanks. (publication dated 19-December-2023) * * * Know past winners and read all entries ever published by visiting: https://www.bikernet.com/pages/100_Word_Fiction_Contest.aspx All you gotta do is subscribe to Bikernet’s free weekly newsletter and send in your entry to wayfarer@bikernet.com

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100 WFC: Merry-up by Wayfarer

100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC Merry-up by Wayfarer with illustration by Wayfarer Treading snow getting your V-Twin by the roadside is a workout I could do without. I had feast and festivities on my mind; skipped lunch to dig into the cooking that awaited me at home. Not a spark of life in sight on Christmas Eve! As I spied any vehicle or mobile phone signal—whoa, a bunch of kids from the neighborhood came dragging a large towing trolley. “Where’d you get that thing?” “Hey, Mr. Pete! ‘Twas lying outside the ol’ junkyard,” chirped one kid. “Let’s put it to good use fellas, we got to repair and rebuild—not throw and waste this season.” “Yay” they yelled, helping me get the flat tire towed on a joyous sleigh. (publication dated 16-December-2023) * * * Know past winners and read all entries ever published by visiting: https://www.bikernet.com/pages/100_Word_Fiction_Contest.aspx All you gotta do is subscribe to Bikernet’s free weekly newsletter and send in your entry to wayfarer@bikernet.com

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