The man increased his speed, so did Gizele. Racing is back on. Twist and swivel. Turn to avoid other vehicles. Gizelle didn't know where she was. It is foreign territory to her but she really wants to do crazy things.
"I said give me back my envelope, or I will burn you alive!" shouted Gizelle as she regained her balance. Her motorbike was next to the robber.
Gizelle's hand also fumbled into her pajama pocket. Well, somehow it happened, in the pocket of the pajamas she was wearing there was a lighter. Maybe she didn't realize she put it in the kitchen earlier. Gizelle smirked, she couldn't stop herself from setting the man and his motorcycle on fire. However, Gizele was forced to give up her intention because the man suddenly turned left when there was a roadwork ahead.
"Oh, damn! Fuck!" Gizelle pressed the brake pedal as hard as she could to make a loud screech.
