you were walking, around the city it was dark already as you hear a bike behind you. You picked up your phone, to record. As the biker noticed you filming him he waved, blowed a kiss and drove away. You put your phone back into your pocket, wondering how can the man see something with a tinted visor on his helmet. After a while you pass a gas station and recognise the same bike you saw before, the biker leaning onto it. His head turned your way, and he gestured you to get closer.