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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.

just the right moment, my car surging ahead with a burst

other driver tried to match me, but it was

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finish line just ahead of him, my heart pounding in

cheers as I brought the car to

believe it myself-I

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

feet.

spinning me around in circles, laughing like a kid on Christmas.

shouted over the

you had skills, but that? That was something else! You're like a

feeling the adrenaline still coursing through

a thrill I hadn't felt in

took off the helmet and handed

my voice steady despite the rush

don't forget the

laughed, pulling out the fluffy cat keychain and

"A deal's a deal."

muscle-bound driver stepped out of

my surprise, he

walked over, offering me a

think about joining our

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shook my head, though I appreciated the

I'm already under contract with another

which had been buzzing with excitement, suddenly grew quiet. ""Wait, you're

voice tinged

said, rubbing the back of my neck

to race with the Sparco

I said the name, the entire

glances, whispering among

the biggest

could believe someone from a team like that would show up

broke

huge fan of Sparco Racing Team, but

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

lane, inching

raced as I realized

wanted to

to ease off the accelerator,

I swerved to avoid

let out a

something street racers did

I'd been in a race

was rusty, but

the day, I wasn't just any racer-I had

on to bigger

that was

had time to collect my thoughts before a sharp turn appeared

in front, a muscle-bound guy with a smug grin plastered on

curve with ease.

raced these streets a hundred

through the turn like

to let him leave me in the

My hands

the wheel tighter, and with a sharp flick of my wrists, I

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the turn.

the pavement, the car tipping dangerously as I fought

maintain control.

moment, I felt the world tilt, but my hands

the line, and with a surge of adrenaline, I straightened out the car, roaring

Had taken the lead.

brief second, the

But it was short-lived.

other driver's car in my rearview mirror,

gunned it.

going to let me

tore down the street, engines roaring