I’m glad one of us can.
Bassan took a deep breath and grabbed the handles and pulled. His arms shook, but he managed to right the vehicle. Swinging his leg over the seat, he dropped down hard, and the whole bike trembled from the force. He flexed his fingers.
“You all right?”
Bassan closed his eyes and nodded.
“You go first. I’ll follow. Watch your speed,” Tarn said.
With the push of a button, the engine came alive. Air blasted out around the thick wheels, gearing the vehicle up for motion. Pulling the goggles over his eyes, he leaned low and throttled the engine. The bike lurched forward.
Easy! Bassan swallowed the lump in his throat and reduced the vehicle to a slow pace. His arms shook and he trusted the bounce of the rough terrain hid the bike’s wobble.
Fortunately, they didn’t
