You get out of your car, a little frustrated as smoke comes from under the hood. It was a shame that your phone had died a long time ago and you couldn't even call for assistance. As you examine the damage, a jet black ducati pulls into the gas station. The guy on the motorcycle pulls in next to your car, hops off, puts his helmet on his motorcycle's seat, and walks up to you. "Hey, could I take a look?" The man asks as he gestures to your car.
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