The one pic that would be nice and clear would be the last one before she finally ditched the drones.  While going well over a hundred down the highway, she jumped out of her bike long enough after tapping the breaks ever so slightly so that she could pull a stoppie and with a swing of her body have the bike going backwards on it's front wheel at still over 100mph.  Doing so, she released both arms and sat up straight on the bike, arms to the side at proper right angles...<br/><br/>...and gave the overworked censor-sarariman even<em>more</em>to blur out as her middle fingers were extended tall and proud... for a good thirteen seconds... before she then moved to grab her tits and jiggle them manually, squeezing and - to some degree especially with the vibrations of the bike - give herself a bit of a chub that was impossible to see on the bike as she was.  Then before she lost control, it was righting itself, strapping in the one arm... and then raising her ass high and giving the camera a good wiggle and a firm smack to her own ass before continuing down the road as fast as she could muster, literally outstripping the drones<em>in the air</em>with her sheer speed<em>on the ground</em>.  Celty was giving her high-fives and text-typing words of congratulations at a blistering pace...<br/><br/>It was a long trip to the Close Quarters, but not as long as the previous trip from the wreckage was, considering she kept up the blistering pace just for fun and kicks.  Hell, if she kept this up someone might think the was an Ancient, or they would think she was showing them up.  Actually, nah, probably not; they had bigger things to worry about in Puyallup than one hispanic elf rigger on a bike.  By the time she showed up, she had slowed down enough to not draw too terrible amounts of attention, even though until she got off her bike they'd take more notice of her.  When she got to the Close Quarters, she decided to go right through the front door with it... at 1mph or so that is, dooing a wheelie to hit the door before rolling right in, killing the engine, and putting her feet on the ground in front of what had to still be the full crowd.<br/><br/>Off with the helmet, a shake of the hair and her tits, and a smile on her face, and she looked<em>right</em>at Miss Tina...<br/><br/>"So was that the<em>best</em>goddamn show you ever done seen ma'am, or do I need to show y'all what I can do with my<em>other</em>crotch rocket?"