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

Who on earth was that?

No way that was him!

Who could've guessed Flora's racing skills were that insane!

"Ah, Flora, Flora, those jerks are catching up again!"

Kruz shouted as he noticed the cars behind them getting closer from the corner of his eye.

Flora glanced back, then leaned against the seat with her arms crossed, "Alright, fire it up, just follow my lead."

Kruz didn't need to be told twice. He released the handbrake, his face lighting up with excitement.

"Stay wide on the next stretch, keep to the right. In 200 meters, hit the brakes, turn the wheel 90 degrees to the right, and drift."

"Shift to third gear, there's a ramp ahead, get ready to jump!"

Kruz's eyes sparkled with excitement, syncing perfectly with Flora's instructions. As soon as she finished, he deftly turned the steering wheel, hit the brakes, and the tires screeched against the ground, leaving a long white mark. With a roar, the car's rear swung out in an incredible arc and launched into the air!

"Holy shit?!?!"

Behind them, a bunch of young guys craned their necks, jaws dropping as they watched the car take flight, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

"Dad! Dad!!!"

Kruz was ecstatic, yelling in excitement. This was freaking awesome!

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