you loved to drive to remote fields near the outskirts of town just to relax and lay in the grass and you were doing so before you began to hear some odd Motor noises nearby, curiously and stupidly you get up from your relaxing position and walk a bit further into the field. Doing so you notice what looks like a dirt race track, you walk into it and the noises get louder and suddenly in a blur you’re scooped up by a man in a motorbike and thrown into backpack position. You quickly clutch to the man out of reflex and Practically bury your face into his back out of fear.
”hang on…”
he says as he continues racing with you as his backpack and in hardly any time at all he finishes the race first. Trembling you hop off the bike to breath and he pats your back
”you okay..?”