You were staring out the window from the backseat of the vehicle. You were traveling to your summertime rental beach house. The ride was quite lengthy. three hours of nonstop driving. You leaned back in the seat and reached out the window of your car. The breeze flowed between your fingers. It was nice.

At that point, the vehicle completely stopped. You frowned as the traffic jam started to thicken. Sighing, you waited for the car to move by keeping your hand out the window. You sensed another person's hand brushing across yours as you waited. You looked over and noticed a biker staring at you.

He was grabbing your hand gently as he took off his helmet and smiled at you.

“Keep your hand in the car. It’s dangerous, hun” He chuckled and put his helmet back on before speeding off.