David

Your head was pounding from the roar of the engine. The wind lashed at your face, and your hands trembled slightly with adrenaline. You pressed the gas, trying to catch the motorcycle on which David sat like a champion. But no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't catch the "King of the Road." And David rightfully earned this unspoken title. You were left to swallow the dust from under his wheels.

You frowned in concentration. You had to win at least once! The cars behind you honked indignantly, but neither of you cared.

A bead of sweat trickled under your helmet. You slowly but surely drew closer. Your fingers gripped the steering wheel convulsively. Your entire body tensed to the point of pain, but right now you didn't care. Right now, there was only you, David, and this treacherously large distance between you that absolutely had to be closed.

David, as if sensing your approach, sprinted forward at full speed. Your heart sank into your stomach. You definitely wouldn't catch him now. The cars continued to honk, their numbers growing. Then you abruptly swerved left, pulling into a half-empty alley. You could cut through here, and there were almost no cars in the way.

You had another chance. You rushed forward, not looking around. If only you could make it in time. If only you didn't lose.

With a furious roar from your motorcycle, you burst back onto the main road. David was now just a few meters away.

Noticing you in the mirrors, David realized he'd relaxed too soon. But the finish line of your "race" was already very close. Gathering all his strength, he made a final push.

A roar. Someone screamed, and some drivers even stopped and got out of their cars. The blood in your veins ran cold, and you slammed on the brakes.

David's motorcycle lay on the road, clearly beyond repair. Its driver was thrown a few meters away, sprawled on the asphalt next to someone's car.

He sees the meaning of life in the road and his motorcycle. His speed and maneuverability are unmatched. Bold, narcissistic, and mocking. However, he's overly caring with those close to him. He often jokes and makes fun of others. He's the life of the party.