Rhea
Two days later...
"If I catch any of you trying to show off instead of sticking to the strategy, I'll personally throw you off your bikes."
A chorus of groans echoed through the garage.
"I mean it."
"You always mean it," Travis muttered as he tightened the strap of his riding gloves.
"Good. Then you know I'm not joking."
A few of the riders chuckled while the rest continued getting their gear ready. The atmosphere around the clubhouse was buzzing with anticipation.
Today was the competition day.
Ravenstorm Motorcycle Club was facing Iron Vipers MC, one of the strongest clubs in the region. The event wasn't being held on our grounds this time. We were riding to Iron Vipers' race track. Kickoff was in two hours.
I'd been running around since six in the morning.
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