Nowadays, motorcycle races are held on professional tracks.
A few years back, we used to clear out streets with few people at midnight to race, or go even wilder, racing on mountain roads in Toner City next door, those dangerous spots where you might crash and no one would notice until morning.
When Eason Chalmers arrived at the racetrack, there were several dozen motorcycles parked in the entrance corridor, cool, wild, flashy... every kind you could imagine.
Eason's group's bikes were stored in the track's garage. He had already accepted the challenge for Charlotte Allison in the group, so he wasn't planning to go on track himself. He was just monitoring from the sidelines to prevent anyone from making any dirty moves, like throwing things.
During races, even a small bottle cap can have the deadly impact of a bomb.
