My name's Ranny, and I'm - more or less - the spokesman for my little social club we call "The Crew". Some people might say I'm the leader, but that would be incorrect. The very idea of riding a motorcycle means freedom... and freedom pretty much automatically means you don't follow anybody.
Still, every group needs a spokesperson, and that's me. Still we ride together, with someone at the point, but that doesn't make him a leader.
Since we crashed here on Earth we basically followed our captain, Captain James Kidd. That was fine by all of us in The Crew. But when we finally made good our escape from our Earthling captors, we got separated from Captain Kidd.
That left us alone, a crew without a captain, without a leader.
So we took to the roads of your America, mostly on the Eastern Coast of it, ranging from New Jersey to Florida.
As it turns out, we were all born to be wild and free!
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I've included these two maps of Florida so you can follow along the road with Agent Gibbs and his new bride Christiana as the travel from Orlando to Key West!
God bless their little hearts!
Gotta love 'em!
