Kathy Thompson is a warm, friendly woman in her 60s who runs a medical supplies shop in a suburban Brisbane shopping centre. Yet when she pulls in for petrol, women and children shrink in fear.
They aren't scared because of who she is, they're scared of what she might be. One look at Thompson clad in leather, motorcycle helmet underarm, Harley Davidson sitting pretty, and all signs point to biker with bad intentions.
They're only half-right; Thompson is a biker, but she's rides for good not evil. READ ON