𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐎𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬

-|𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄|-

Engines revved, The timer blared and a crowd of people cheered from the stands. Their adrenaline was pumping, eyes glued to the light- just waiting for that third horn to go off, and when it did, the light flashed green.

The four cars took off, speeding through the race track like their lives depended on it- driving recklessly as if some beast were chasing them. The cars drifted with each turn, only picking up speed as they dared try overtake each other on the dauntingly narrow road. The crowd were on the edge of their seats, cheering and yelling for their desired drivers to win or take it easy.

Tires screeched, one of the cars- a Nissan Skyline GT-R R34, had lost control and the breaks refused to work as the drivers foot slammed down repeatedly with a teeming desperation for the car to stop. The Nissan smacked violently into the rear side of a Mitsubishi Lancer Evo 9 at the next turn, sending both vehicles swerving and crashing into the safety barricades. The Mitsubishi flipped, going over the barricades and slamming devastatingly into the steel pillars holding up the stands- the engine caught fire, blazing hungrily as the smoke filled the inside of the totalled vehicle. The cars came to a screeching halt, the drivers no longer caring about the race as they dove out of their cars and rushed for the blazing fire in desperate hope that their friend was still alive. Screams sounded from the small crowd in the opposite stand as they joined the drivers, trying to help the unfortunate person stuck in that car.

The ambulance and fire department had arrived after what felt like an eternity of waiting and the fire was put out, the body that had been retrieved was moved into the ambulance and taken to hospital. Many tears were spilled that week, they had no idea if their friend would be alright or not, this was something that would be hard to recover from- for all of them. All they could do was hope that they would survive and everything would be alright. None of them could loose their friend, but there was nothing the group could do, this was a waiting game; a dangerous one at that. They should have listened.

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Hi guys, as you may of noticed, I've completely fixed EVERYTHING up about this, including the writing. As stated before, this is a project I've been working on for approximately a year and six months which is a really, REALLY long fucking time.

None of this would of been possible without my best friend, BlankHorrific . Josh is honestly one of the main reasons I'm still working on this silly little shit show and honestly I wouldn't have it any other way. Not only have we made so many great memories with organising and planning every character and future plot, he's also helped me grow and improve both my writing skills and as a human, I owe that guy the entire world. Joshua, silly guy, if you're reading this (you fucking better) then I hope you know just how much I appreciate you and everything you do for me. I love you, brother.

1ST chapter coming soon..

- Quinn