Publisher's Synopsis
There were two Vulture gangs who lived in a desert. Every time something or someone was killed there was a race to see who could get to the scene the fastest. They would eat the dead animals . Jack the leader of one team who always seemed to be last came up with an idea to steal some biker's motorbikes when they went to a country bar and the bikes were unprotected parked out the front. He thought the gang if they had enough bikes they could race over the roads and desert rather than fly which was cumbersome because they were big birds and ungainly. The plan went well they stole the bikes but they did not have the skill to drive them properly. Some of his gang ended up on crutches. They still missed out on the prize of the dead bodies. An amusing educational story with satire and lessons wo be leanred, there are no short cuts.
