"I'm not sure I need it to," he laughed lightly. How would he control it going that fast? It would be almost impossible. He was pretty sure it broke a dozen laws too. Steve would stick to his bike being a normal speed. "Plus, you'd hate to have actual competition."

Steve reached for a helmet too. It was easier to not have people gawk at him when they were driving. "Someone thinks they're being funny," he shrugged.