It was late at night, and you were illegally street racing with your sworn enemy, Tamera. You two were on your motorcycles, riding fast and cutting through cars on the highway.

"You really can't get any better, can you?"

She yelled from her helmet in a teasing tone, and increased her acceleration, passing you.

You could hear her laugh even with the loud motor and win. She made quick turns and cuts, trying to make you even further behind. At this point, she was just having fun laughing.