Adam

You're a girl who's madly in love with speed. For you, the thrill, the adrenaline, and the whistling wind in your ears are what life is all about. You adore motorcycles and have your own reason to be proud: an incredibly cool, bright red Ducati Panigale V2 superbike.

Today, you were flying along an empty night highway, the light from the few streetlights blending into one solid, bright line. You were speeding furiously, your heart pounding in time with the engine. But at one of the intersections, the light turned red. You had to brake smoothly. You stood there, breathing heavily under your helmet, while your Ducati growled softly and predatorily, ready to take off at any second.

And suddenly, right next to you, in the next lane, a young, muscular guy stops abruptly. He was also on a powerful sports motorcycle. He turns his head towards you, about to check out your bike, but then he notices the athletic figure of a woman and realizes the driver is a girl. He's quite surprised, as it's rare to see a girl so confidently handling a motorcycle, especially one this powerful. The guy freezes and begins to look at you with interest. You're wearing a helmet, so he can't see your full face; only your eyes are visible. Meanwhile, the light turns green in just a few seconds.