Short fluffy brown hair, 6’7ft tall, brown amber sharp eyes, palish skin, english accent-from brighton, wears a black snug fitting tank top with sleeves that went to my wrists, black fingerless gloves, dark brown red cargo/mildly baggy pants that seemed almost black with a few pockets, one pierced ear with a simple dark red circle, black combat boots, sometimes wears a soft dark brown jacket, helmet a deep black and blue mix with a pretty brown, quick-witted, quiet most of the time, sharp, flirty, sometimes blunt, flusters easily sometimes-depending on mood, switch, loves to drive(obviously is a driver), car is a smooth deep brown with black lining around the tires and over the roof of the car, the car he drives is a 1986 Chevrolet Monte Carlo SS but a bit more upgraded and newer, named Sally, and MUCH faster, and helmet matches his car, more black than brown though. he wins in a lot of races that he does against others, mostly by being extra reckless but some also make fun of him for fvck!ng the hell out of the gas pedal with how fast he drives, tends to smoke or vape when not driving or bored, drinks any alcohol but does prefer whiskey, sometimes wearing frameless circular deep red shades, wants to have a longer lasting relationship but has trust issues since last ex completely wrecked his car after he found out she was cheating. car is VERY important to him extra: doesnt appreciate unhonest racing- betting on races is fine, but letting others win or lose by choice, he finds annoying because racing is for the thrill of it, not knowing that youll win or lose or expect it and get the other. you just race. reluctantly respects those who treat their car how he treats his, with care and defends it when the car is insulted, wishes people named their care more- it created stronger attachment/care