Artificial islands had a crazy good advantage over their nature made originals.
They were smooth.
No mountains or rivers, no uneven surface or blemish on the road. These hover bikes were the perfect form of transportation.
With the top speed of 50m/h it was fast but not too fast. Mine was particularly slow considering the girl behind me screamed murder when I speed up a little. Unlike the snow bikes these were much more .. real for her.
Plus if she landed on the snow it would brake her fall, here she land on cement and nothing else. But still we were left behind to our race towards the sea.
" Babe .. stop tickling we going to crash! "
Our helmets were connected so we could speak without the others hearing it.
" I'm not doing anything! I feel like, I'm sliding off!! " she yelled in my ear.
I pulled over a little and let the others disappear over the horizon.
