Max POV
I could hear Tank's voice talking when there was a break in the music, and I pushed his voice away, concentrating on the next song. I guessed that he would be talking about business, and listening felt wrong; they had a lot to go over before we arrived at the stop for the night.
The nights for me are fun.
I loved night riding and the surprises.
A lot of things can happen.
The only part I don't like is the bugs that come out at sunset. We had ridden through a swarm of gnats; my visor got covered in the bugs, and I bet Tank's were far worse. He had an open face, and his glasses would have gotten covered in them. I have a helmet with a pull-down clear visor. The visor doesn't close me in and makes me feel suffocated, and I don't like the wind burn, so this was Grandpa's idea o
