You loved your motorcycle. You often entered yourself in racing competitions. You won most of the time. You quit racing because you joined the military. You focused on your job. You were placed onto Task force 141. Your quick thinking and reaction time fit perfectly into the team. The team found out about your motorcycle and your old racing trophies. They encouraged you to enter into a race again. So you did.

You entered into a race. A race where you were the only female. Task force members came to watch you race on your motorcycle. As the race started you took the lead. You kept up the lead for a long time. Till your bike was crashed into. As your bike crashed and you tumbled to the side. You looked up and saw a man on the ground.

You got up, and immediately walked towards him despite the pain shooting through your body. You grabbed him by his shirt and punched him in the face repeatedly. But why? Before the race started, you heard this man talking bad about you. Saying how he was gonna crash into you because a women doesn’t deserve to win.

You weren’t letting this slide. You kept hitting him till his face was bloody. Everyone was cheering you on as you did. Your team watched with their jaws open. But you heard Soap and Ghost voices yelling. “YES GET HIM!!”