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

then, two cars boxed them in, with another aiming straight at

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

from her, and Kruz felt as if he was

realized it,

vehicle, miraculously breaking through to open

hundred eighty degrees to the right, jump,

best opportunity was slipping

a useless teammate was

the steering wheel, "Clutch

Her voice was sharp!

but hit the clutch just in

running on just two wheels, and flawlessly drifted through

drift couldn't have

crap?" Behind them, several car windows rolled down, and group

of shock and disbelief: "Did

when did Kruz have such

earlier race, wasn't

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

the car was back

released the