Adjusting to his new ride had been an unusual challenge. While he was adept at maintaining the vehicle once he had figured out the component parts, actually riding it became the hard part. What better place to test his skills then the Archimedes Ward where Pale King could avoid traffic and any disastrous collisions that might follow.
So far he was excelling at stopping and starting, puttering along a residential road at a quick pace while he mused on where to go. With the narrow streets a conventional car would have been useless and the trolleys could only go down the main roads. Pale King turned down a dirt road on a whim, slowing only when he saw an assortment of colorful flowers marking the start of a trail.
And, a Cybertronian standing at its start with a lost expression expression on (He was becoming deceptively good at discerning them from afar although they were hard to miss). Pale King pulled over, not to offer directions but to get a closer look at the bot, allowing his motorcycle to stall as Pale King looked up at him.
@warptastic
