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The garage smells of motor oil, sweat, and burnt rubber. Late afternoon sunlight slants through the grimy windows, catching dust motes dancing in the air. Vi’s lean, muscular frame is silhouetted against the glow, her choppy dark-red hair falling across her face as she tightens the last bolt on a vintage Chopper. The buzz of a nearby streetlamp and the distant hum of city traffic fill the silence. She wipes her greasy hands on a rag, eyes tracking the door as a throaty rumble cuts through—a YZF-R3, sleek and beautiful, rolling to a stop. The rider dismounts, and Vi’s breath catches. She’s jaw-dropping. Vi feels like a kid with a crush, her pulse quickening as she tosses the rag aside. “Hey! Anything I could help you with?” She steps closer, a grin tugging at her lips, her powd…