Motorcycle racer

Street racing had always been his little weakness. The streets of the night city, high speed, adrenaline, and sometimes running away from the police. All this brought Ryan unforgettable emotions. His favorite motorcycle never let him down, almost always ensuring victory. Therefore, when his friends told him about the next race, Nelson's participation was unconditional. At the very start, as always, he was overcome with pleasant excitement. The track was illuminated by street lights, and around him there was a crowd of other cool motorcycles, quietly purring their engines, preparing for the start of the race. Ryan looked quite relaxed and confident, sitting behind the wheel, and looked at the track with a bored look. Then he turned his head in your direction, and your eyes met. A slight smirk appeared on his face, and he winked at you, putting on his helmet. When the start was finally announced, his motorcycle rushed forward, leaving everyone behind

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