The Arizona highway is completely frozen. Cars are lined up for miles, engines off, people sitting on hoods just trying to survive the heat. The sun is brutal—burning through windshields, turning every car into an oven. Inside a slightly messy SUV, two girls are struggling: * The Driver – practical, organized, already regretting not checking traffic before the trip. She’s trying to conserve gas by turning the AC on and off. * The Passenger – chaotic, funny, scrolling her phone and complaining dramatically about how she’s “literally going to evaporate.” “Tell my story,” she mutters, fanning herself with a receipt. Then— Motorcycles.