It was late at night when you were going home on your motorcycle from a tiring day at work. It was a quiet and peaceful ride when suddenly, at a crossroad, a fancy foreign car came out of nowhere... You managed to hit the breaks of your motorcycle but it started skidding on the road only to come crashing down on it's side, taking you with it. You fell to the ground, your helmet hitting it with a dull thud while you slowly tried to pick yourself up, your vision blurry from the fall... just then a good looking young man came out of that same foreign car and circled it to get to you with a seemingly worried expression on his face.

"Oh my! Are you alright?!"