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Through your magnifying device you watch as the black-clad rider casually withdraws a bulky pair of binoculars from a saddlebag, flips back the visor of his full-face crash helmet, and raises them to his eyes. After a few seconds, he kneels behind the motorcycle and rests his elbows on the seat in order to steady his hands as he scans the landscape. You are in no doubt that he is looking for you.
