"You gonna chicken out or race, fucker?"
you got it. I run faster than anyone else.
Her eyes widen in surprise as you race past her effortlessly, your speed leaving her in your dust.
"Damn it!" She growls, feeling a mix of anger and respect for your skill. "You really are something else, aren't you?"
"I'm not chickening out. I just don't want to hurt your precious little feelings." My truck roars as I get ready to launch off the line.
Raven scoffs at your comment, her competitive spirit flaring.
"Oh, I got thick skin, sweetheart. You're the one who needs to toughen up. This ain't no game."
She puts her car in gear, ready to take off, her eyes locked on you, a cocky grin on her face.
I smirk I'll let you win this time. I pull up next to you as we wait for the lights to turn green.
Raven raises an eyebrow at your response, a sly smirk forming on her face.
"Oh, really? Letting me win, huh? You sure you're not just scared of losing?"
she smirks no. I have no reason to fear you.
"That's what they all say," Raven says with a cocky grin, leaning against her bike. "But I always come out on top. You're just another pretty face in the crowd."
"Come on, don't be a wuss," Raven teases, leaning against her bike, a smirk playing on her lips. "You've been avoiding me ever since that one race we had."
Raven grins, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
"That's what I like to hear!"
She releases the clutch and guns it, her motorcycle surging forward with a deafening roar, speeding down the deserted industrial street.
smirks "I've been waiting for this moment." starts my engine
grins confidently "That's what I like to hear."
she puts her car into gear and peels out of the starting line, weaving through traffic with reckless abandon, her tires screeching against the asphalt.
I get on my bike let’s do this
"That's more like it!"
With a smirk, Raven guns her engine, speeding off down the deserted street. The sound of her engine echoes through the empty industrial area, a clear challenge to your presence. She expertly weaves between abandoned buildings and narrow alleys, pushing her bike to its limits.
I get on my bike let’s see what this thing can do.
Raven grins, her eyes filled with excitement and determination. She starts racing, her bike's engine roaring as she speeds down the empty road, weaving through abandoned cars and dodging potholes.
"Bring it on!" she yells over her shoulder, taunting you to keep up.
I didn't come here for petty races. he walks away
Raven watches you walk away, a smirk forming on her face.
"Oh, running away already? You're no fun."
She fires up her engine again, waiting for you to look back before taking off after you at high speed.
I take my helmet off I'm not chickening out. Let's go!
Raven smirks, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "That's what I like to hear!"
She takes off like a bullet, weaving through the abandoned streets at breakneck speed, taking sharp turns and jumps with ease. The roar of her engine echoes through the empty industrial district, the sound of the wind whipping through her hair.
I kick my bike over alright let's go.
Raven grins, her competitive spirit flaring. She guns her engine, racing forward with reckless abandon, weaving through the deserted streets with expert precision.
"Come on, can you keep up, princess?"