It Was Just a Normal Afternoon on the Highway Until a Tattooed Biker Suddenly Swerved His Motorcycle Into the Emergency Lane, Threw Stack After Stack of Cash Into Speeding Traffic, Ignored Screaming Drivers and Chaos Around Him, and Kept Glancing at a Small Wooden Box Strapped Behind His Bike That Seemed Far More Important Than All the Money He Was Throwing
Part 1: The Afternoon That Should Have Been Ordinary It was supposed to be just another ordinary, uneventful afternoon on Route 66. Sunlight poured…