THEY RIDE MOTORBIKES ON VERTICAL RACETRACKS, RISKING THEIR LIVES FOR JUST FIVE DOLLARS A SHOW. THE WALL-OF-DEATH HELLRIDERS ARE SAVING AMERICA’S OLDEST EXTREME SPORT—BY LIVING THEIR OWN RADICAL FORM OF FREEDOM: PART 1
With
just an hour to go before the show is set to begin, hellrider Charlie
Ransom sits in his dimly lit trailer, massaging a bluish swelling above
his right ankle. It’s 10 a.m. in Fort Meade, Florida, a flat
stretch of land about 50 miles east of Tampa. The distant clattering of engines
comes drifting in through the open windows of Ransom’s
trailer. His stunt show is making a guest appearance at a display of antique
tractors here in the middle of nowhere.
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