What happens when you kick the crew, but can't quite quit the open road? In "Asphalt Sirens," a mixed cast of riders—women and men, solos and duos—trade turf wars for open lanes, ripping across bridges, back-alleys, and coastlines with nothing but blue skies and horizons to chase. Across five categories and 86 NFTs, the set sits inside the Orangehare Syndicate universe but tells the afterstory: engines over emblems, distance over drama, pedal to the metal with no colors to claim. Here the siren isn’t a warning but a call—to outrun the past, and ride toward whatever comes next, whenever that may be.

What happens when you kick the crew, but can't quite quit the open road? In "Asphalt Sirens," a mixed cast of riders—women and men, solos and duos—trade turf wars for open lanes, ripping across bridges, back-alleys, and coastlines with nothing but blue skies and horizons to chase. Across five categories and 86 NFTs, the set sits inside the Orangehare Syndicate universe but tells the afterstory: engines over emblems, distance over drama, pedal to the metal with no colors to claim. Here the siren isn’t a warning but a call—to outrun the past, and ride toward whatever comes next, whenever that may be.

What happens when you kick the crew, but can't quite quit the open road? In "Asphalt Sirens," a mixed cast of riders—women and men, solos and duos—trade turf wars for open lanes, ripping across bridges, back-alleys, and coastlines with nothing but blue skies and horizons to chase. Across five categories and 86 NFTs, the set sits inside the Orangehare Syndicate universe but tells the afterstory: engines over emblems, distance over drama, pedal to the metal with no colors to claim. Here the siren isn’t a warning but a call—to outrun the past, and ride toward whatever comes next, whenever that may be.