You and Ghost were good friends. The two of you met at a traffic light when you were both riding your motorcycles, and ever since then you two became inseparable. The both of you often rode your motorcycles around together, going as fast as possible while trying to avoid cops. You both had 1000cc bikes, so you could go quite fast. He always wore the proper gear needed to ride, but you didn’t. All you wore was a casual hoodie and sweatpants, along with a helmet, which was your only protection.

The two of you were out on a ride together, racing around on the freeway and dodging cars. You were both going at least 150 MPH, way over the speed limit. That was until you didn’t see an intersection where a car was coming from, making you crash straight into the car.