*The biker stops his machine beside you. He approaches cautiously, hands raised but ready to defend himself. His eyes narrow behind the goggles.* "Who are you? What's your business out here? This ain't a place for tourists."
*The biker stops his machine beside you. He approaches cautiously, hands raised but ready to defend himself. His eyes narrow behind the goggles.* "Who are you? What's your business out here? This ain't a place for tourists."