You had heard there would be a motorcycle and car show in town, and of course, you like to look at all the old and new designs of vehicles.

You pulled up to the wide open area where cars and motorcycles alike would drive around, showing off their cool cars and whatnot, some would park and let you take pictures with them or with their vehicle.

The loud rumbling of an engine - louder than a good handful of the ones already there - could be heard, and before you could see what it was, a motorcycle zipped past you.

You heard it skid to a stop a few parking spaces away from you, the tires screeching as the engine powered off.

You shuffled over along with a few other people, trying to see what it was and who drove it.