Control

A woman on a motorcycle is waving to a boy standing several hundred meters from her on the roadside. She is travelling at high speed, roaring towards him. The boy is springing up and down on his tippy toes returning her wave with both arms, an action which sends his whole body into delighted gyrations. Her waving is enthusiastic too, yet jerky because of the wind whooshing over her.

She passes the boy and suddenly catches something. The road.

Her waving stops as she snaps her head forward and tightens her grip on the handlebars. The boy doesn't notice anything unusual in her behaviour, however, and keeps waving.

A little way down the road, the motorcycle begins to judder and skip from side to side on the bitumen, kicking sharply at its surface.

The woman is losing control.