Trunk Monkey
In Gladii Veritas
Butch chuckled at her question. He knew she was wearing his full masked helmet, guess she was just being a little smarty pants.
" They don't taste that bad! "
Butch started the bike, the vibration and noise being a little obnoxious. He slowly cruised out; pulling out his phone and playing a rap song via Bluetooth to his bike. It blasted throughout the air, it was like the songs beat went with the bikes torque. As soon as they got into the street; Butch went 70mph all the way to IHOP, weaving throughout traffic. Even though he drove like an asshole, it was a fairly smooth ride. It felt like the bike would never lose it's edge. Like Butch would ever crash.
" They don't taste that bad! "
Butch started the bike, the vibration and noise being a little obnoxious. He slowly cruised out; pulling out his phone and playing a rap song via Bluetooth to his bike. It blasted throughout the air, it was like the songs beat went with the bikes torque. As soon as they got into the street; Butch went 70mph all the way to IHOP, weaving throughout traffic. Even though he drove like an asshole, it was a fairly smooth ride. It felt like the bike would never lose it's edge. Like Butch would ever crash.