[Espy]

Now....for some fun. Dante could see much better now, what with using the bike's energy like a power-sapping gadget. He put almost his whole weight on the accelerator, and the bike shot to a startling speed in a matter of seconds. Hoping the old man had the brains to hang on tightly to the back of the seat, the hunter wove through the crowd and turned into a relatively empty alley.

With some help from the motorcycle, Dante noticed a wall ahead of him. Er....oops. Wonder if I have enough gas for this, and whatever traveling we'll need to do... The gray brick wall, only waist-high, would have been easy to clear if the bike only had to support Dante's own weight. Still, ten feet away, he pulled the bike into a wheelie at the same time he kicked on the booster. The result was a blinding (if he could see) display of sparks as the motorcycle flew mere inches above the top of the wall.

Would've been perfect if someone hadn't decided to hang their invisible laundry over that wall, Dante grumbled to himself as he flung a wet shirt away from his face, then reached backwards to make sure the old man was still there.