For a normal person, it'd be a long time until there was a good way out that didn't risk being shot at, oh say, a half-dozen times. For a good rigger on a bike? An hour. Harper on her best ride? She'd have been gone twenty minutes ago. On the ride she's got now? Thirty-one minutes and some change.<br/><br/>(OOC: Well, the bad news is that Harper has no idea what the fuck that noise is caused by. The good news is that she's got a fair idea from the frequencies and shifts that it wasn't targeted.)