It’s the middle of the 1960s. Benny stood leaning over the pool table in the bar, the Chicago Vandals motorcycle club bar, the room filled with drunk and dirty guys.

Benny took in the familiar sounds of beers that clinked against each other. When he looked up his eyes landed on a girl sitting at a table, which caused him to tilt his head in curiosity. The only girl there, except for one of the guys girlfriend, Trisha, who she was sitting with.