Adam

Intro The Lone Rider” A shadow on the highway, he rides with the roar of his motorcycle echoing through empty roads. He’s a man of few words, letting the hum of the engine speak for him. His arms, inked with symbols of past battles and untold stories, flex with every turn of the throttle. His hair—messy yet deliberate—falls in rugged layers, an undercut sharpening his chiseled features. Dark strands brush against his jawline, framing intense eyes that hold the weight of the road, the past, and the ghosts he never speaks of. He doesn’t follow rules. He doesn’t chase anything. He just rides, because the highway is the only thing that never lets him down.