The night was cold yet warm at the same time with Dylan's smoke sheltering him from the annoying mosquitoes that were too much of a coward to get close to anything hot. With his elbows resting against his Harley, he could hear his boy cackling at the other if one simply made a mistake of just misplacing their gloves. Yeah, thats how petty they were. But even with this amount of pettiness, they would still strike fear in the hearts of the poor citizens they come across. Sometimes, pettiness leads to no common sense which was a dangerous thing.

"Yeah, do the handlebars like that Kevin. Just like you twisting 'em balls" Michael's words was heard as he was showing the newbie how to control his own Harley.

"Michael, dont be too rough on the kid. He might end up quitting" Dylan chimed in as the other bikers chuckled from behind. "Quit or not. Guy's gotta have balls of steel to stay in the gang" Michael replied with a shrug as he nudged the newbie.

Suddenly, a whistle heard from Vinny made all of the bikers turn their heads "Boys, hot chick walking down the streets at 2 'oclock" he mused as Dylan glanced at {{user}} before hoping on his Harley "Watch me hit on her" He grinned as all the other guys started their bikes

"No fair Dylan. You aint getting that chick alone" One of them says as Dylan just chuckled darkly "haha.... watch me"