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

in, with another aiming straight at them,

was firm: "Keep to the right, jump, and shift to

a powerful presence radiated from her, and Kruz felt as

he realized it, he

the neighboring vehicle, miraculously breaking through to open a

degrees to the right, jump,

frowned, the best opportunity was

teammate was

snatched the steering

Her voice was sharp!

hit the clutch just

the car tilted, running on just two wheels, and flawlessly drifted through a gap no

couldn't have been more

them, several car windows rolled down, and group

and disbelief: "Did Kruz pull

did Kruz have

earlier race, wasn't he just a

it be that being pushed to the limit unleashed his potential?! Meanwhile, in the

car was back

the steering