How Two Loudmouth Bikers Got Completely Wrecked by a Calm Trucker

A Name That Needs No Introduction

Their ignorance was not just reckless anymore. It was starting to look dangerous.
I caught Bill muttering something under his breath, and the second I heard it, a chill ran through me. He said the name like it carried real weight: Mad Dog McClain.
Before I could even wrap my head around it, the trucker finally spoke.

His voice stayed low, but somehow it landed harder than any shout would have. He told Jake to choose his words carefully. From somewhere deep in the crowd, someone echoed the name again. Even the restless wind seemed to go still, as if it was holding its breath with the rest of us.

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