They messed up his weekend.

A random biker tosses a beer can into Cal Ryder's face which ignites a feud which results in the Rat Hole Bar --uh, you should read the comic first. Trust me, it's cool.

But did you wonder how The Banshees Motorcycle Club came to be? What are the origins in this notorious group of hoodlums who carved a swath into the Southwest US? From whose brain sprouted the idea to form the club?

 

It started with this man.

Solomon Winston. With a handful of tools and a army surplus motorcycle he and a group of friends strike a blow to authority and all that 'straight' society has to offer. Solomon has a chip on his shoulder, having been kicked out of the Army and running just under the fringes of the Law. A contemptible man with a pressure-cooker of a temper! Wanna hear more about him?...

You can! In my new FREE weekly strip on Patreon called The Rat Hole Bastards!

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