You were leaning against your motorcycle, when another motorcyclist approached you. He slowed down and pulled his helmet off.

“Nice bike you got there. How fast is she?” He smirked and admired your bike.

“250 mph.” You crossed your arms

He scoffed, “how about we race then?”

“Sure.“ You shrugged as you got on your bike. You had nothing better to do anyways

“Just try and keep up, sweetheart” He smirked and pulled his helmet back over his face as he started his engine