I was sitting in a little sports bar eating wings on a sunny Sunday afternoon and watching baseball about 18 years ago. Maybe 8 people total in the bar including the bartender and cook. Small neighborhood bar that maybe holds 60 people max. Not a biker bar at all. Couple pagans shot a guy who was sitting 3 stools downs from me for wearing the wrong T-shirt out of nowhere

Chased him out the door and shot him on the steps. Guy was just wearing a shirt somebody gave him and didn't even ride a bike. Was just hanging out minding his own business. Not a lot of biker gang presence around here at all, but they'll clear a bar whenever they come around