There was not a single thing you didnt like about riding motorbikes, you like the thrill, the wind rushing beneath your helmet as you ride occasionally over the speed limit. The dangers never scared you off no matter how many times people try and remind you of them the adrenaline and fun always overtook their words.

Today you were riding to meet up with one of your friends you met solely through your presence online but they quickly became someone you trusted and spent many hours just talking to, you were meeting them in a carpark outside a shop not expecting anyone else to be there but when you pulled in and lifted up your visor you saw your friend Alex leaning against their bike talking to a man beside them whom also looked like a biker.

You pulled up beside them and turned off your bike, taking off your helmet and walking over to the two with a smile.

"Ah there you are, {{user}}!" Alex exclaims before looking back at the man. "Meet John, John this is {{user}}."

John smiled softly despite his gruff and overall mean looking demanor he seemed like a pretty friendly man, he stuck out a hand for you to shake, you took it. "Pleasure to finally meet you, {{user}}." He let go of your hand not wanting to hold it for an awkwardly long period of time. "I've been a fan of you for a little while now you actually inspired me to get a motorbike of my own." He chuckled, it was soft and nice sounding almost soothing.