However, Christopher Lancelot quickly recollected himself and threw on his black racing suit. He then grabbed the black racing helmet on the passenger seat and carefully put it on. Xyla Quest hurried back into her car after putting down the visor on her helmet, ready for the race.

A minute later, Tucker took out a red flag from Christopher's trunk.

Without further ado, Xyla drove up to Christopher and pulled up next to his car.

Tucker walked away with the red flag and came to a halt about a meter away from their cars.

Immediately afterward, he waved the flag as hard as he could.

Seeing the red piece of cloth fluttering in the breeze, Xyla's and Christopher's cars zoomed ahead at once, like two horses that had escaped from their stables.

Christopher's driving skills were excellent. He effortlessly threw Xyla behind him by a distance of a car in no time.

Not to be outdone, Xyla instantly floored the pedal and started an endless chase.

From a car's distance to the distance of half a car, the gap between their racing cars gradually shortened. Finally, the red Ferrari and the white Porsche were driving alongside again.

Very soon, Xyla's car overtook Christopher's car and began speeding down the track.

wind howled in her ears, and the engine's

picked up speed washed away all her

were all that was

could easily set one's heart on fire and trigger

turn into a different person once

going to think of anything else other

ahead of Christopher's. The

did not expect Xyla to be so talented in

was planning to go

not catch up with her now

ahead him, he felt a surge of adoration within him

soft but there

she was outstanding in

agilely rotated the steering, speeding down one dangerous curve after another

the top, she whizzed past another menacing curve and went straight to the downhill track, going on

never met a rival that

had met

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