This Swedish madman, the mysterious unidentified Ghost Rider, is supposed to be in his fifties, owns a Mitsubishi dealership, has a professional black racing bike that can top 280km (before tuning) and sets off around Stockholm at unbelievable, dangerous, suicidal, breakneck speeds, weaving traffic with millimetres to spare, while being filmed via POV cameras on his bike and additional crew members filming at the sides of the freeway. It is all very illegal but because the guy has such a fast bike, and is obviously a professional with probably forty years experience, no one, not even the police can catch him.This Swedish madman, the mysterious unidentified Ghost Rider, is supposed to be in his fifties, owns a Mitsubishi dealership, has a professional black racing bike that can top 280km (before tuning) and sets off around Stockholm at unbelievable, dangerous, suicidal, breakneck speeds, weaving traffic with millimetres to spare, while being filmed via POV cameras on his bike and additional crew members filming at the sides of the freeway. It is all very illegal but because the guy has such a fast bike, and is obviously a professional with probably forty years experience, no one, not even the police can catch him.