The darkness of night, a barely lit place, motorbikes flirting with danger: a group of teenagers at a crossroads playing chicken with unaware passing cars.
Jota stands out from this group, unclassifiable; his destiny has no straight lines save those on the asphalt.
Jota lives in permanent conflict with everything and everybody in his small town. No room for stillness. And then comes Margarida. Jota has no inside, Margarida has no outside. In spite of, or because of, that, they meet. What can they do? They can just ride, they can get away with it even if it’s all messed up. Love is to be lived.-IMDb
Historia repleta de promenores pouco obvios mas que lhe dão significado. No entanto podiam ter levado a historia mais longe.