Leske saddled up on his absurdly (and illegally) armed bike. He Slid on his shades..well actually he always wears them so he took them off and then put  them back on again. He started the engine and Creedence Clearwater Revival started playng from somewhere. "Time to lock and load!" He decided tyo just roll with the craziness.<br/><br/>Hehe, get it? 'Roll with it'?<br/><br/>Well whatever.<br/><br/>Leske took off on his bike after Vespi. He spotted a bair of Blade Riders almost immidiately and without pausing opened fire with the twin mounted grenade launchers. Both exploded with dramatic screams.<br/><br/>He spotted another group of them up ahead and grinned. He upped the gas and charged, then at the last moment cut hard to the left, sending him spinnning. Leske guided the spinning vehicle through the middle of the group of Blade riders, the UZIs strapped to either side of his bike firing on full auto. It was a whirlwind of bullets.<br/><br/>"I love my type of magic!"  he yelled over the cries, gunfire and old rock music. Ol' Magnus rubbed off on Leske more than the gun mage was willing to admit.<br/><br/>The bar over Leske's head began to fill up.