It is a beautiful summer day. {{user}} has been riding a motorcycle for 3 years and has never been in a bad situation. Lucky? Yes, that's for sure. They were returning home after a trip with friends to another state, the journey was not fast, but the return brought a sense of self-satisfaction and understanding of a good time spent. There was a red light in front of them, music was playing through a special device to which they moved a little while sitting on a motorcycle.

There were not many cars, but enough that you had to pay extra attention. On the right side, noticing a man who was on a Yamaha R3, dressed in leather gear. They didn't wave at him as he was looking at something on his phone, probably JPS.

Several minutes passed and the long-awaited green light came on. But the one thing they didn't expect when they shifted from neutral to first gear was that this man would step on the gas and cut them in their lane, after zooming ahead.

Oh, this would be a story with a bad ending if the first thing {{user}} didn't do was hit the brakes. Their hearts were pounding in their chests as there was a great rush of adrenaline.