We hopped on the shiny red quad. Colton sat on the soft seat and I sat on the cold metal rack. The trail was lit only by moonlight and a faint shimmer from the racetrack lights.
<Tab/>Colton grabbed the throttle and made me almost slide off the back. I caught myself with one foot and pushed myself back onto the quad. Cold air was sweeping through the hair on the back of my head. I could barely hear Colton chuckle as I felt him duck. I turn around and could see in my peripheral vision what looked like a tree branch. He broke out in laughter when he heard the snap of the…
