Tank POV
I couldn't believe all the food she pulled out of her bag. It just kept coming out of her bag, like it was a bottomless pit of food source.
I was starving, although I had a good breakfast, Max made sure of that; it was late in the day for lunch, but there was little we could do about that, we were already low flying over the land, not all our riders have the ability to do the speeds some of us can reach, not that they don't want to, their bikes don't have the capacity to get the higher speeds, especially with two up.
Max brought just the perfect amount of food, and I liked that she got a variety. The burgers weren't overly large, and they didn't take much to devour. They were made with paper-thin meat, just enough to say it was meat inside, and the lot was adding cheese and egg
