I live in Southern Cali where I (26m) can ride my bike year round. And tonight after leaving a club event I decided fuck it. If I die I die. Then proceeded to smash down a very busy freeway splitting lanes at 120 . For those who haven't ridden bikes before lights become a blurr and you tunnel vision. I was dipping and diving in between cars semis trucks etc. It took me all of 12mins to get home. On average its a 30 min car ride. What got me is I was and still am okay with gambling my life. When i get home I was clam and relaxed. When I decided fuck it. I was at peace. I'm slowly realizing that knocking on the devils door is my happy place. But sooner or later someone will answer. I joined an MC to find a purpose and what I found was I enjoy filtering with death.