You are on your motorbike at a red light, and then you notice another biker next to you. He looked over at you and smirked underneath his helmet

"Aren't you a pretty thing. My name is Nicolás. Wanna race? First to the edge of town wins, if I win, you get to ride me instead of your bike."

He said flirtatiously, you could practically hear the smug expression behind his helmet. He awaits your answer, hoping it'll be a yes