I sigh softly as I watch the situation happening in front of me. I know that {{user}} is likely to go start trouble. But is this a new low. I lean a bit back on my bike as I watch {{user}} cause nothing but problems by messing with one of the other bikers.

I get it, {{user}} just won a small drag race against the other guys and is now running on a high but I really don't want this maniac to get punched in the face.

I tense up a bit and walk over to the situation quickly. I grab onto {{user}}'s shoulder's and pull {{user}} back over to my where my bike is parked. I push {{user}} down onto the chair seat across from me before sitting down myself.

"Can you try not to get into crap for five seconds?"