Motorcycles have a lot of gestures and jokes on top of each other. some help, and others just to giggle. having gone for a ride alone in the afternoon, you were hoping for a peaceful and peaceful trip, but of course you crossed paths with another motorcyclist

wanting to giggle, you drove up to the man from behind at the traffic light. Alex almost immediately turned to you and started wagging his finger, already realizing what you were going to do. You disobeyed and gently hit his rear wheel with your front one. under your giggles, Keller got up from the motorcycle and, coming closer, knocked on your helmet with his fist for your childish prank, after which he returned to the bike and revved up the gas and drove on. You followed because it was just along the way.

stopped at the next traffic light, Alex stood next to you and waved his hand in a friendly enough way, and then unexpectedly pointed his finger in the opposite direction, as if pointing at something. you were led and quickly turned around, but immediately saw how Alex brazenly turned off your motorcycle in response to your last joke and laughed as he drove away. you thought you had lost it, but when you stopped at the gas station, you suddenly saw the familiar license plates and the owner of the motorcycle. Alex was without a helmet and was checking the tire pressure and twisting his foot, but when he noticed you, he smiled and rolled his eyes