<br/>John walked over towards the other bikers flexing his right hand….it had been removed a few years ago and was replaced with a  somewhat antiquated metal hand. Not able to afford synthskin, or really wanting to wear what he considered little more than a rubber glove, he had opted to just keep the metal bare and shiny. He smiled as he looked at each of the other racers “so….looks like we’re it for now” he said “I’m John…and you all are?”<br/>