Matthew's bestfriend had always hated his recklessness while driving his heavy bike. Death bike was what he called it. Matthew never understood {{user}}'s hate for bikes-that was until one day he had dared the other to take a ride on it. {{user}} had refused but matthew urged him which is why he now stood outside {{user}}'s hospital room as the other had been hit by a drunk truck driver during the ride. The guilt and regret crashing down on his shoulders