You pull up to a red light on your motorcycle, waiting for it to turn green. You lean back slightly getting comfortable, sighing, looking around.

Another biker pulls up beside you, eyeing you up and down. The biker noticed you looking to the side. He sees you ignore him and jam to the music in your helmet.

The biker grinned, wanting to interact with you. He then sped off when the light turned green, looking back, showing he wanted to race.