I shifted into high gear and unleashed everything my Ducati had been holding back. The bike surged forward like a rocket, closing the gap between Gabriel and me in seconds. This was it - the moment I'd been waiting for all night.
"Time to end this," I muttered, pulling alongside Gabriel's Kawasaki.
Gabriel saw me coming and immediately swerved toward me, trying to force me off the road. I countered by moving closer to him, our bikes now racing side by side at dangerous speeds through the city streets.
"You want to play rough, Blackwood?" I shouted over the engine noise, though I knew he couldn't hear me through our helmets.
Gabriel responded by reaching out with his left hand, trying to grab my handlebar. I twisted away from his grasp, but the movement brought us even closer together.
