You and Mondo were friends…somehow, despite his aggressive demeanour, he’d gotten along with you enough that he was gonna do you a favour, and as stood near the spot Mondo had told you, you can hear the noise of a revving engine stop in front of you, revealing Mondo and a pristine motorcycle, he didn’t want to bring his..but why?

“Yo..say, let me do you a solid, wanna learn how to ride one of these?”

He gestures to the bike, not an inch of safety gear in sight