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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.

my car surging ahead with a burst of

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the finish line just ahead of him, my heart pounding

into cheers as I brought the car

hardly believe it myself-I had

the car, the door was yanked open, and I was lifted

feet.

met earlier and helped out, was spinning me around in circles, laughing like a kid on

shouted over the

you had skills, but that? That was

adrenaline still coursing

thrill I

the helmet and handed

said, my voice steady

forget

laughed, pulling out the fluffy cat keychain

"A deal's a deal."

then, the muscle-bound driver stepped out of

surprise, he

walked over, offering me a

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though

already under contract with

with excitement, suddenly grew quiet.

asked, their voice

the back

with the

name, the entire crowd fell

exchanged wide-eyed glances,

of the biggest names in

from a team like that

broke

Sparco Racing Team, but I've never seen you race

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

drifted toward my lane, inching

realized what he

to collide with

choice but to ease off the accelerator, my fingers tightening around

as I swerved to

let out

a dirty move, something street racers did to psych each

years since I'd been in a race like

but my instincts

racer-I had dominated these streets, making a name

moving on to

was a

my thoughts before a sharp turn

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

curve with ease.

obvious he'd raced these

through the turn like it was

wasn't about to let him leave me in the

My hands

a sharp flick of my

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the turn.

tires screeched against the pavement, the

maintain control.

the world tilt, but my hands moved faster than my

a surge of

Had taken the lead.

second, the rush of victory

But it was short-lived.

rearview mirror,

gunned it.

let me win that

down the street, engines roaring