I Saw a Biker Smash a Luxury BMW Window at the Mall
I was walking to my car on a scorching July Saturday—97 degrees, the kind of heat that makes the pavement shimmer—when I noticed a motorcycle rumbling into the row behind me.
The biker was massive. Leather vest, gray beard, tattoos covering both arms. He parked next to a black BMW, killed the engine, and just stared at the car.