the racing

Several motorbikes lined up on the street with their engines running. In the midst of them, a girl waved a bandanna on cue. Wild racing is a common thing that Anrez does at night. Not using a car but using a motorbike.

When the bandanas were dropped, they simultaneously drove their motorbikes at full speed on the streets winding each other on steep turns. None of them were frightened even though some accidentally fell because they couldn't control their balance.

Someone passed Anrez in the usual black leather jacket. Anrez revealed. His opponent always manages to win the round regardless of his speed. As if he was born to blend into the streets.

The mysterious figure clapped with the audience that had already given victory. After that he went home without saying much. Anrez is not silent today. He rode his motorbike again following the person who had dared to compete against him.

siiiit.. the screeching of black motorcycle tires blended with the asphalt road leaving marks on the stree
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