[No stroke]
A Blink of eyes, a flash and you’re in a garage where Tripussy, the mechanic, shows your repaired bike, ready to doughnuts. You smile and she invites getting close.
TRIPUSSY: Your bike is ready, but it has something of strange. What would you do with that superbike?
YOU: It's only a normal bike and i like run on the track. So... how much do I owe you?
TRIPUSSY: Come here and we make the bill.