"But gotta say, man, your stunt was awesome!"
As Lin Yan sat down, A Cai gave him a thumbs-up. Anyone who could ride with no hands was a master, but to then stand up? He'd only ever seen that in acrobatics.
"By the way, bro, what kind of bike is that? I've never seen one like it," A Cai asked, glancing at the RC8 beneath Lin Yan.
A Cai was new to motorcycles, otherwise, he wouldn't be unfamiliar with the renowned RC8.
Lin Yan didn't explain, simply calling it an off-brand.
KT
The slope was very slight, so slight it was almost negligible, even smaller than the road leading up to Lin Yan's home. No wonder these people had called it safe; it was safe, practically safe to the extreme.
Seeing this, Lin Yan felt a lot more at ease. The mountain road was safe enough, perfect for his wife to take a stroll.
"Alright, let's rest up and get ready to head up the mountain."
The group stopped at the foot of the mountain. The R6 rider in front called out.
After some casual conversation, Lin Yan learned that the R6 rider was the leader of their small group, as he was an amateur racer.
An amateur racer meant he was on the verge of becoming a professional. He was said to be very skilled. He wasn't a student but a recent graduate from last year.
Beside him, showing off her legs, was the pink-clad female rider, his girlfriend, whom he had only recently started dating.
The group dismounted and began adjusting their protective gear.
Lin Yan and Su Mo Jin had the most protective gear, especially Su Mo Jin, who wore knee and elbow pads. To keep her legs warm while riding, Su Mo Jin had specifically chosen a pair of thick jeans.
Lin Yan also wore knee pads and riding boots. Normally, with his skill level, he wouldn't need them and could just wear a helmet. However, to set an example for Su Mo Jin, he wore them.
Most of the others only wore helmets.
The R6 rider's gaze inadvertently drifted towards Lin Yan's side. Without a doubt, he saw the RC8.
He couldn't help but wonder, encountering such a high-displacement bike. He questioned if it was a legitimate import or a grey market one.
However, it was likely a grey market bike, as there were very few legitimate RC8s nationwide.
The pink-clad female rider also noticed it, but her gaze merely swept over the two of them before settling on the Big G behind Lin Yan.
"Honey, my helmet feels a bit tight on my face."
Dismounting, Su Mo Jin walked over to Lin Yan.
She was wearing a new helmet today and had been struggling with the chin strap for a while, so she had to ask Lin Yan for help.
Leaning in, Lin Yan quickly unbuckled the helmet. Su Mo Jin finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more comfortable.
Su Mo Jin was wearing a racing helmet today, commonly known as a competition helmet, with a double D-ring closure, which was difficult to unfasten but offered extremely high safety.
Lin Yan took a look. It turned out that an inner lining had folded over when she put it on, leaving a red mark on Su Mo Jin's face. He gently pinched his wife's cheek, smoothed out the folded inner lining, and then put the helmet back on her.
"Bro, your girlfriend is really beautiful."
Seeing Su Mo Jin take off her helmet, A Cai next to them complimented her instinctively.
But the very next second, he regretted it. As expected, he received a hard smack on his helmet.
"You say, who's beautiful!"
"Ouch! You're beautiful! You're beautiful, you're the most beautiful!"
"That's more like it."
A Cai repeated it several times before the GSX female rider let him off the hook.
After putting her helmet back on, Su Mo Jin twisted her head a few times. It was still a bit tight, but much better.
"Bro, if the helmet is pinching your girlfriend's face, you could buy her a size larger helmet. Look, this one is mine."
As soon as the female rider moved aside, A Cai sidled up again.
"You can't buy a helmet that's a size too large."
"Why not?"
"There are too many reasons. Buying a size too large makes accidents more likely. Remember to exchange it next time."
"Oh!"
Lin Yan didn't explain in detail, just advised him. Whether he listened or not was up to him.
Buying a helmet that's too large was a major mistake.
The simplest standard for Lin Yan and his peers when wearing helmets was whether they pinched their faces. If it didn't pinch, it meant the helmet was too large. This was because a helmet that fit properly would inevitably pinch the face.
As for why it was essential to wear a helmet that fit correctly, it involved a fatal accident involving a top rider.
When wearing a helmet that was a size too large, it might not feel like much at first, even if it felt snug. Shaking your head wouldn't cause the helmet to move much, but this didn't mean the helmet was safe. It was because the force of shaking wasn't enough.
When the bike's speed increased and a crash occurred, or when the helmet was impacted, the looseness of the helmet would become apparent. If the helmet shifted, or even came off, the accident would be fatal.
The same happened to that top rider back then. Since then, the International Motorcycle Federation had mandated that all competing riders' helmets must conform to their head circumference and not be a size too large, or they would face sanctions from the race organizers, or even disqualification.
Disqualification, even now, was considered the highest penalty.
Upon seeing Su Mo Jin's face, the R6 rider and the flat-track female rider were simultaneously stunned.
However, their gazes were different. The female rider's look was one of surprise, as if she found Su Mo Jin's presence there unexpected.
The R6 rider, on the other hand, was captivated by Su Mo Jin's beauty, his gaze gradually shifting from calm to adoration.
It was inevitable that the R6 rider would feel jealous of Lin Yan.
Enmity between men often arose so simply. It was common in real life for two men to fight over a woman.
When someone develops a negative opinion of you, they will subconsciously interpret your actions in a negative light.
The R6 rider, who had been debating whether Lin Yan's bike was a legitimate import or a grey market one, immediately categorized Lin Yan as a grey market owner.
"Alright, everyone, we're almost ready. Let's head up the mountain. Keep close behind me, and you, Lili, the mountain is dangerous, so stay right by my side."
Lin Yan said the same to Su Mo Jin. The mountain road was flat, but there were many vehicles, so it wasn't entirely risk-free.
He glanced around. There were about thirty people preparing to ride the mountain.
"Bro, could I see your driver's license, please?"
Just as Lin Yan finished putting the helmet on Su Mo Jin and was about to get back on the bike, the R6 rider suddenly walked over and spoke to Lin Yan.
Lin Yan blinked, turning to look at the R6 rider, his expression one of confusion.
"What, Brother Long, why do you need his driver's license?"