Who: Jimmmy & Bethany When: Friday night after the race When: Luke's diner Rating: TBD
The race had been awesome. Jimmy won against everyone who challenged her. It was sort of a free for all so a lot of amateurs showed up to challenge the top racers. On the down side, it wasn't a high paying night, most of the races were for small amounts because it was people putting up their own creds. But she did made a bit of off side bets, betting on Rigs or Sealgair. As was tradition after the race Rats either went back to HQ or to Luke's. That night most went to Luke's. Arm in arm with Rigs, Jimmy entered but as soon as they did Mike was pulled away by a group of guys. She playfully nudged his shoulder and told him to stay out of trouble before finding an empty booth to crash in.
Jimmy Wise was wearing a green t-shirt and grey hoodie under her leather jacket. Her cut draped her shoulders proudly displaying she was a Sixth Street Rat. She ran a hand through her dark hair as she flopped down in a booth, putting her biker boots up on the booth as she sat long ways on the seat. As she leaned an arm on the table she spotted a familiar face and gave a wave. "Hey Beth," Jimmy grinned. "Join me." As she waited to see if the other Rat would join the waitress came over to get her order. Loaded cheese fries, a coke and a cookie dough malt was her order.