Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

"Your driving skills need work," Flora commented, watching his clumsy attempts, a hint of amusement in her voice.

Way weaker than she had imagined.

With skills like that, where did he get the nerve to mess with someone else's car?

Kruz could handle being called a fool, but no one insulted his driving!

Hearing Flora's words, his eyes flared up with anger. "You've got some nerve, making jokes at a time like this. We're both stuck, you know."

He said, pouting, but soon his bravado deflated into a resigned sigh: "Fine, call my brother."

Sure, getting caught by his brother meant a good thrashing, but what other choice did he have?

This foolish woman was still in his car!

He wasn't too involved with these people, and they supposedly didn't target women, but who knew for sure!

"No need to call him."

Several cars were hot on their tail, trying to corner them with tricky maneuvers.

Flora licked her lips and glanced at Kruz: "Today, I'll show you what real racing looks like."

"Speed up, turn the wheel ninety degrees to the left."

Kruz didn't catch

another aiming straight at them,

me!" Flora's voice was firm: "Keep to the right, jump, and shift to fourth gear for

radiated from her, and Kruz felt as if he was

time he realized it, he had already followed Flora's

vehicle, miraculously breaking

commands: "Clutch down, steer one hundred eighty degrees to the right,

best

a useless teammate was such a

inwardly, she snatched the steering wheel, "Clutch

Her voice was sharp!

trembled but hit

Flora twisted the wheel, the car tilted, running on just two wheels, and flawlessly drifted through a gap no wider than

perfect drift couldn't have been more

Behind them, several car windows rolled down,

mix of shock and disbelief:

when did Kruz have

their earlier race, wasn't he just a

to the limit unleashed

car was back

released the steering