The motorbike was fast but the roads were icy. Coke drove dangerously. He knew he
had to. He had very little time.
I’d better keep to the side roads." he thought, but he did not because the main road wasmuch faster, and he had very little time. A police car went by in the opposite direction.
He began to feel a little safer. Then, around 2 o'clock in the morning, he suddenly saw
lights in his mirror. They were the headlights of another police car, and this time it was
just behind him. It came closer and closer and then suddenly speeded up. For several
seconds, Coke and the car raced along side by side. Coke looked up. The two policemen
in the car were looking at him but they could not see his face clearly. He was wearing a
helmet £nd goggles. Coke raised his hand and waved casually. The driver was already
looking at the road again, but the other still had his eyes on Coke. Then, the car speeded
up again. In a few seconds it was far ahead of him. Coke raced towards London. He
knew exactly where he wanted to go.