“That certainly looks like an old Indian, doesn’t it?” asks a passer-by as I’m fueling up the motorcycle at a gas station in Washington, Va. “What year ­­­is it?” He’s an older gentleman, a real rider ...

Coming from a big Italian family, Anthony relishes in being the black sheep as the only adrenaline junkie. Even though he has gone bungee-jumping, rock-climbing, cliff diving, fought in mixed martial ...