Biker Collapsed in Front of My Store Shaking and Cops Told Me to Leave Him There

the biker on the ground like he was hoping it would be over soon.

Then I noticed something. The biker wasn’t just shaking. He was mouthing a word. Over and over. Silent, but I could read his lips.

Help.

I stepped between him and the cops. I’m a 62-year-old woman who weighs 130 pounds and I do not know why I did it.

“You’re not touching him,” I said. “Not continue reading …