We were just going out for dinner, and I certainly wasn’t expecting another Ducati to roll up before I could even get my helmet off. Turns out we were both meeting our significant others for dinner. I felt bad though, because as we were leaving, he approached us and asked if we were going for a ride.
We stole this girl’s fiancee to go ride motorcycles in the middle of the night. Our destination? The bridge across Tempe Town Lake, an ice cream shop, and a gas station. Because we’re badass bikers, of course.