theDaggereffect

His bike had always been a way to escape for him. Whether manual or motorized, it had been the way Sam Flynn had gotten away from it all. The sharp wind that surrounded him was almost like a blanket of comfort, shielding him away from the world. A world that had taken away those he held dear. When he was on his bike, he was secure. The rumble of the engine beneath him was like sweet music to his ears, the grip he had on the handle bars under his complete control, the speed filling the rush he needed. The speed limit was always too slow for him. He didn't go so fast now. No... He had a passenger. Someone behind him who held onto him like a l