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Suddenly, the car ahead began to slow down-not in a way that suggested the driver was

losing control, but deliberately.

His car drifted toward my lane, inching dangerously close to mine.

My heart raced as I realized what he was trying to do.

He wanted to collide with me.

I had no choice but to ease off the accelerator, my fingers tightening around the steering

wheel as I swerved to avoid contact.

I let out a frustrated breath.

It was a dirty move, something street racers did to psych each other out.

It had been years since I'd been in a race like this.

I thought I was rusty, but my instincts kicked in fast.

Back in the day, I wasn't just any racer-I had dominated these streets, making a name for

myself before moving on to bigger things.

But that was a lifetime ago.

I barely had time to collect my thoughts before a sharp turn appeared ahead.

The driver in front, a muscle-bound guy with a smug grin plastered on his face, took the

curve with ease.

It was obvious he'd raced these streets a hundred times.

He glided through the turn like it was nothing.

But I wasn't about to let him leave me in the dust.

My hands

gripped the wheel tighter, and with a sharp flick of my wrists, I threw the car into

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the turn.

My tires screeched against the pavement, the car tipping dangerously as I fought to maintain control.

For a moment, I felt the world tilt, but my hands moved faster than my fear.

I held the line, and with a surge of adrenaline, I straightened out the car, roaring past him. Had taken the lead.

For a brief second, the rush of victory filled me.

But it was short-lived.

I saw the other driver's car in my rearview mirror, his headlights bearing down on me as he

gunned it.

He wasn't going to let me win that easily.

We tore down the street, engines roaring as we raced toward the finish line.

The wind whipped past my windows, the noise drowning out everything else.

The finish line was less than 500 meters away now, and a small crowd had gathered, their cheers ringing in the distance.

It was a tight race.

Both cars were neck and neck, the tension palpable as we barreled forward.

My mind raced, calculating every move, every second.

Then, in the final stretch, I knew I had one shot.

Timing was everything.

right moment, my car surging ahead

driver tried to match me, but it

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ahead of him, my heart pounding

I brought the

could hardly believe it

I could even step out of the car, the door was yanked

feet.

was spinning me around in circles, laughing

shouted over the

knew you had skills, but that? That

adrenaline

thrill I

and handed

I said, my voice steady despite

don't forget the

the fluffy cat keychain and handing it

"A deal's a deal."

the muscle-bound driver stepped out

surprise, he wasn't

over, offering me a

serious talent. Ever think about joining our

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though I appreciated

can't. I'm already under contract

buzzing with excitement, suddenly grew

their voice tinged

rubbing the back

to race with the Sparco

I said the name, the entire

glances, whispering

the

like that would show up in a

broke the

of Sparco Racing Team, but I've

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the car ahead began to slow down-not in a way that suggested the

toward my lane, inching

raced as I realized

to collide with

no choice but to ease off the accelerator,

I swerved to

let out a frustrated

street racers did to psych

years since I'd been in

rusty, but my instincts

just any racer-I had dominated these streets, making

before moving on to

was a

time to collect my thoughts before a sharp turn appeared

muscle-bound guy with a smug

curve with ease.

raced these streets

through the turn like it was

I wasn't about to let him

My hands

and with a sharp flick of my

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the turn.

the pavement, the car tipping dangerously

maintain control.

I felt the world tilt,

a surge of adrenaline, I straightened

Had taken the lead.

the rush of victory filled

But it was short-lived.

my rearview mirror, his headlights bearing

gunned it.

to let me win

the street, engines roaring as we raced toward