Lady Racer

Chapter 18

"Can you hand me the wrench Blake?" My dad asks from under the car. I grab the wrench from the toolbox and throw it to him.

It's been a few days since Weston left and he's called everyday at least once. I'm still sad but I've managed to remember that I'll see him soon. Right now we are at a big race, hillbilly 200, in a county that's a couple hours from home. It's a nice track so my dad, grandpa, and uncle all brought their cars. I still couldn't race since my wrist isn't fully healed and Carter isn't racing tonight so that he can keep me company. My mom and Noah stayed home along with my grandma because they are all sick with the flu. We were the lucky ones that didn't catch it.

"All good." My dad calls to my uncle as he rolls out from under the car. The races would start in about 30 minutes and they were doing last minute checks on the cars to make sure nothing was overlooked.

"We're going to go ahead up and find a seat." Carter announces and my dad nods to us. Carter and I walk up the hill to the stands area. This track was set up differently compared to most tracks. The stands was on a hill where the track was down lower. The pits were lower than the track and off to the side from the stands. There were woods surrounding the backside of the pits and the road that led to the pits. It wasn't as well kept as what ours was.

Carter and I found a seat on the wooden benches and talked about random stuff until the races started. Our dad and uncle was running super lates while our grandpa was running in steelblocks.

Dad set quick time with 12.814 and Chris qualified 3rd with 12.952 in the super lates. Our grandpa qualified 4th in the steel blocks. We watch as the street stocks, sport mods, and the ump modifieds did their qualifying and then it moved onto the racing.

During the sport mod race I decided to run down to the trailer to get a hoodie. The sun had set about 30 minutes ago and it had cooled off. One thing I knew this track should fix were their lights. Half of the lights were burnt out which left those who were walking from the stands to the pits to walk in the dark.

As I was walking down the hill I took small and careful steps because I had remembered that their were uneven spots that had roots sticking up. I was almost to the bottom step when I felt my foot catch. I made a little squeal as my body fell face first to the dirt. My head knocking against the hard ground. Right before everything went black, I felt a stinging sensation go through my shoulder.

Carter's POV

It had been a half hour since Blake left for the trailer. I thought she should be back up here by now but I thought that she may have stayed down there to help them work on the cars for the features. I waited until the street stock feature came around before I headed down there. My dad and uncle had already raced. My uncle came in second and dad got a flat tire so he had to head off track early.

I walk up to the trailer as my uncle is getting out of the car. I look around for Blake and don't see her. "Where's Blake?" I ask my dad.

"What do you mean? Wasn't she sitting up there with you?" Dad asks me and I frown.

"She was but she came down here half an hour ago to get a jacket. She never came back up so I thought she just stayed down here." I explain to him.

"I haven't seen her down here. You seen her Gary?" Gary shakes his head no and my dad looks back at me. "Try calling her." I did as he said but the phone just rang and rang before going to voicemail.