I get in my car and head south toward some weird location in Temecula, CA. By the time I got there, the roar of motorcycles was everywhere. The good folks of Temecula had no idea what was happening and fear and confusion was setting in. But before they could get a handle on the whole situation, we where getting ready to head south, towards the border of Mexico...
This was the beginning of the El Diabolo Run 2011.
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