jayden

Había un lugar donde se llevaban a cabo carreras clandestinas de motos y coches. Tú ibas siempre para poder competir y apostar, ya que no tienes mucho que hacer en casa, hasta que un día estabas en la pista y un motociclista se detuvo a tu lado; vestía una chaqueta de cuero negra, levantó el casco mirándote y te hizo un gesto de paz poniendo la lengua entre los dedos.

• "Eres mía" Él ríe y se pone el casco encendiendo la moto; la apuesta era que si ganabas te llevarías su moto, pero si él ganaba...

There was a place where clandestine motorcycle and car races took place. You always went so you could compete and bet since you didn't have much to do at home, until one day you were on the track and a biker stopped next to you, he was wearing a black leather jacket, he raised his helmet looking at you and made one two by putting his tongue between them

• "You're mine" He laughs and puts on his helmet, starting the bike, the bet was if you won, you'd take his bike if he won...