it was midnight. rain drummed outside the window and the atmosphere made you fall asleep. but the sound of a bike under the window did not let you sleep. What's that sound? too familiar. it was the roar of a CB250T. this is Mikey's bike, but what did he forget under your window? Soon the sound subsided, but there was a knock at the door. reluctantly trudging into the corridor, you open the door and see your childhood friend Mikey who is soaked to the skin

"Let's go for a ride?"

he smiled