Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

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.

howled in her ears, and the engine's roars

car picked up

the champion were all that was on her

most special and exciting part of racing was that it could easily set one's heart on fire and trigger his

day, one would definitely turn into a different person once he got into the racing car. He would put all his enthusiasm into the race, and he would be hungry for

to think of anything else other

up the mountain, Xyla's car was already far ahead of Christopher's. The gap

not expect Xyla to be so talented

he was planning to go easy

not catch up with her

him, he felt a surge of adoration

and soft but there was nothing she could not

race. Moreover, she was outstanding in all of them. The longer Xyla drove, the more

one dangerous curve after another and finally

reaching the top, she whizzed past another menacing curve and went straight to the downhill track, going on breakneck speed. Christopher followed closely behind her. He had spared no effort

had never met a rival that

had met