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."

didn't catch on

them in, with another

to the right,

her,

realized it, he had

the neighboring vehicle, miraculously breaking

with satisfaction as she continued her commands: "Clutch down, steer one hundred eighty degrees to the right, jump, and sharp

best opportunity was

a useless teammate was such

she snatched the steering wheel, "Clutch

Her voice was sharp!

but hit the

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

perfect drift couldn't have

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

mix of shock and

Kruz have

wasn't

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

was back

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