I rode over Gandy bridge on my bike with the wind ABSOLUTELY HOWLING. It was pushing the bike from one end of the lane to the other.
I just cracked the throttle a little harder, held on tight, and loved every minute of it. Whenever a really hard gust came I had to give the bike a little lean, but it really wasn't that bad.
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