Maxine POV
We were flying along the highway, racing towards the leading pack.
I urged Tank to go faster.
The thrill of the speed, as the landscape rushed by, was my personal high.
I loved going fast.
The bike should be able to go faster than this, even with two up. I think it needs some new plugs, and a tinker or two, maybe change the jet size, and yeah, there are a few things I can do, if I can get my hands on this bike. She purrs like a kitten, but I can make her roar like a lion. The idea of getting a chance to play with it had me telling Tank I can make it go quicker.
The road to the campsite was tricky; we followed single file. As we moved along the road, the sun played tricks with the trees, causing flickering lights in our eyes. I put my head on his back and held on with my
