No plan survives first contact with the pavement. But a bike? A bike rewrites the script in real time.
Would you like a beat sheet for a full short film script based on this, or a version tailored for a video game intro?
A lone idles at a red light. Steam rises from its engine block. The rider—LEO, 30s, helmet visor down—taps his gloved thumb against the clutch.
That’s our cue.
Leo’s fuel gauge blinking EMPTY .
(through helmet comm) You in or out, Leo?
All units. Multiple riders. Interstate 5 northbound. Weapons hot.
This is where the script usually kills the hero. Lucky for me—I can’t read.