A black motorcycle sat to one side, a black helmet sitting on the seat.

The black motorcycle Logan had taken was parked there.

What he found was Cyclops' wonderful black motorcycle, the same one Logan had stolen to get to the train station.

Maybe someday, but for now they seem pretty fond of their black motorcycles and multipurpose pliers.

A heavy black motorcycle skidded right past her and fell on its side.

He was rebuffed until he borrowed a big black motorcycle and roared up to their quarters west of the Loop.

To one side is a black, upended motorcycle, a hard-edge touch totally out of synch with the romantic wall scenes.

A gleaming black motorcycle, its gas tank painted with silver stars, stood in a corner.

The black Chinese-made motorcycle sped up, a staccato popping coming from the exhaust pipe.

Did they live in covens or ride about on big black motorcycles, as I liked to do?