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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.

shifted gears at just the right moment, my

driver tried to match me, but it was

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ahead of him, my heart pounding in my

cheers as I brought the car to a

believe it myself-I had

the car, the door was yanked open, and

feet.

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

over the

that? That was something else! You're

feeling the adrenaline still coursing through

I hadn't felt

helmet and handed it

I said, my voice steady

forget

fluffy cat keychain and handing

"A deal's a deal."

then, the muscle-bound driver stepped out of his

surprise,

offering me a nod of

Ever think about joining our

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head, though

I'm already under contract with another

had been buzzing with excitement, suddenly

their voice

said, rubbing the back of my neck

to race with

the name, the entire crowd fell

glances, whispering

the biggest names in

believe someone from a team like

voice broke the

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

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to slow down-not in a way

car drifted toward my lane, inching dangerously

I realized what he was trying to

to collide with

ease off the

as I swerved to avoid

let out a

something street racers did to psych each other

since I'd been in a race

thought I was rusty, but my instincts kicked

I wasn't just any racer-I had dominated these streets, making a name

moving on to bigger

was a

my thoughts before a

driver in front, a muscle-bound guy with a smug grin

curve with ease.

was obvious he'd raced these

through the turn like it

let him leave me in

My hands

flick of my wrists,

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the turn.

the pavement, the car tipping

maintain control.

felt the world tilt, but my hands

held the line, and with a surge of

Had taken the lead.

the rush

But it was short-lived.

my rearview mirror, his headlights bearing down on me

gunned it.

let

tore down the street, engines roaring as we raced toward