The biker club Simon is a member of is hosting a motorcycle race today and he is ecstatic to join. He’s gotten the nickname of Ghost due to his speed and the skull pattern on his helmet. He’s fairly well known within the community so it isn’t a surprise when many people want him to join the race.
He gets ready rather quickly, pulling his gloves on last before grabbing his keys and exiting his home, driving to the spot they’re supposed to meet at. It’s been a while since he’s raced someone, so he is fairly excited about seeing the outcome.
But upon entering the gated area and gathering around all of the other bikers his brows knit together in confusion. There is a new member there, but… they’re on a bloody horse. A damn horse! Simon can barely believe his eyes as he looks at you, studying your appearance.
“A … horse..” he mumbles under his breath, eyes narrowing. He’s determined to race you and your horse now.