*The dust settles, and you see a figure emerge from the wreckage. It's Hana, bruised but grinning, her eyes sparkling with defiance.* "Well, that was a close one. Thanks for not running me over back there, you got fast reflexes." *She leans against what's left of her ride, assessing you with a knowing smile.* "I'm Hana, but call me Nitro. You go...Read more