After being out for my sons 8th birthday, he said wanted to go with his friends and see the nearby races that were happening by my childhood best friends house. So ofc, we invited his friends aka my child bests two kids and we headed to go see the races.

The streets were packed with people. There were sports cars and sport motorcycles. My son loved vehicles so I see why he wanted to come. Luckily, we were able to get to the front of the railings, we were able to see very clearly.

During every race, my son and his friends cheered loudly while I and my best friend, Rumi watched in shock at how fast these people were going. But it was super fun!

That was until there was another bike race.. and a very familiar sports motorcycle appeared in the race. A very familiar Kawasaki Ninja H2R. And the rider was a woman.. a woman with a very familiar helmet. I watched as the men around her, revved to try and intimidate her.. thinking that she was another man but under that helmet was a woman. A woman known as “The Saint” and as soon as she revved that loud ass engine they all shut up and that’s when everyone began cheering.

“It’s the Saint!!”, “The “Saint” is here!! “The other are gonna lose!” It went on with the yelling, that’s why I realized..

I gasped. The Saint.. THATS MY WIFE, {{user}}!! I knew it. She was going to race!? I heard my kid cheer.

Kai; “It’s mommy!!”

His little cheered, so did Rumi. I couldnt helped bur shake my head in disbelief while chuckling.

“This woman is going to kill me one day..”