[Tetsuo's hand pauses in its work, pressing a little harder against the side of his eye. That's just it, though. He didn't keep pace.
He can remember it clearly, too - he'd fight like hell to keep pace, trying desperately to force the motor to work hard enough to catch up. But it never really happened. He couldn't keep his balance at all on it, nor did he have the knowledge at the time to tell if it was his inability, or a low quality bike he was on.
All he knew is it didn't matter how many shortcuts he took or alleys he blazed through, or turns he took a little too sharply to try to shave off time. Ever since he was finally allowed to join them, it was always a desperate race to not be left behind, or get ahead to prove to them that he could have been there all along.
It's true that he didn't hear that talk. They never criticized the bike around him. Oh no... all his selective hearing caught was their criticizing his performance on it when he screwed up.]
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He can remember it clearly, too - he'd fight like hell to keep pace, trying desperately to force the motor to work hard enough to catch up. But it never really happened. He couldn't keep his balance at all on it, nor did he have the knowledge at the time to tell if it was his inability, or a low quality bike he was on.
All he knew is it didn't matter how many shortcuts he took or alleys he blazed through, or turns he took a little too sharply to try to shave off time. Ever since he was finally allowed to join them, it was always a desperate race to not be left behind, or get ahead to prove to them that he could have been there all along.
It's true that he didn't hear that talk. They never criticized the bike around him. Oh no... all his selective hearing caught was their criticizing his performance on it when he screwed up.]
If it handled so bad, why'd you guys get it?