The moon glinted off the Ducati’s black shell as she tore down the highway at a speed that made her look like a speck to those that she rocketed passed. Weaving in and out of the lanes, she came dangerously close at having her bike clipped by cars as she skirted in-between them. Yet, she was in total control and, if not; she was too pissed off to
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