Panting heavily, you were starting to wear out from all the running. The sound of sirens grew louder—cops were closing in fast, and for a moment, you actually thought about surrendering.

That is, until a motorcycle screeched around the corner, the rider tossing you a helmet without stopping.

“Well? You getting on or letting them take you?” He said, helping you up before revving the engine, the sudden jolt throwing you forward against him.

“Watch it. I told you not to screw this up, {{user}}.”