Roxy glanced over her shoulder at me then changed gear and increased her speed. “Last one to that big lumpy rock thing has to sub tonight,” she called over the speaker. “That lumpy rock thing is a stone column from the long-forgotten city of Torbella which was destroyed in the Blood Ages, you know,” I called after her, but she just lifted a hand to flip me off over her shoulder and shot away at full speed. I cursed her then concentrated on catching and beating her. I leaned forward, my bike’s engine roaring as I pushed it to its limit, the plush green landscape racing by in a blur. Roxy stayed
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So many men subbing
