<span style="color: #BF4000">"Tighter."</span>Maxine instructed. Not that you could get too crazy in city limits, of course, but she liked pushing what she could do. And she didn't want her tumbling over the asphalt just yet. She'd have to work up to that.<br/><br/>Gunning the throttle, she peeled around the corner with a heavy growl beneath them. Through the heavy door, up the hill with just enough velocity to get that one second of weightlessness as the bike left the ground. Then a short thud as its weight brought it back down, and it was all a maze of pavement, cars and lights. Riding was a part of her like thumbs, and it had only gotten easier post-surgery.<br/><br/><span style="color: #804000">"I'm still getting something strong. Not all of us have soft, puny organic livers."</span>Maxine said. She didn't mind if Reiko wanted to keep her brain cells, but she had to get buzzed somehow.