Mysterious Racer X

Chapter 4 - I am Racer X

11:30 pm, Metro Main Highway

Fred was surprised by the increased number of people waiting for tonight's race. As expected, it doubled compared to the other night. Due to the trending videos and reports on this anonymous racer, people are dying to see her in the flesh.

"Parang maraming bets at cut tayo tonight, Fred ah." One of Fred's companions whispered to him,

"Mabuti naman." Frederico smiled, "Dati, parang konti lang tayo, ngayon parang autocross event na yun audience eh."

"Pupunta ba siya?"

"Sino?"

"Eh, yung bagong racer ngayon na nag-trending sa Tiktok? "

"Ayy, si Girlie ba yan? Nag-trending siya?! Paano?!" Fred exclaimed,

"Pare, siya yung nag-cooperate sa police na mahuli yung notorious riding in-tandem sa Highway A." his friend explained to him.

"Wow, tangina." Fred was speechless, "Naka black helmet at naka-leather jacket ba? Then black yung sasakyan?"

"Oo! Siya yun. That's the reason why a lot of people are here. They are waiting for her."

"Hindi ako kasi gumamit ng TikTok so wala talaga akong alam-alam." Fred scratched his head, "Mabuti naman na may ginawa siyang mabuti."

"Parang superhero nga daw eh. Pero sabi daw nila baka publicity stunt lang yan."

"Eh, sa kanila na yan pare."

Saan na yung racer na palaging naka-helmet? Came one man from the crowd.

Pupunta ba yun? Came one woman's voice.

Saan na siya?! Came multiple voices.

Sensing that the noises from the crowd were growing louder and louder by the second, Fred sounded off his whistle.

"Magandang Gabi sa inyo!" He shouted to greet the waiting audience, "Una sa lahat, thank you so much for being here with us tonight! Right now, we are still waiting for one more racer, then we can start."

"Frederico, pupunta ba yung bago dito?" the challenger for tonight's race asked. A big bald guy with muscles with multiple tattoos on his arms. He is joining the race with his heavily modified Toyota Corolla. "This is the reason why I am here, too."

"Eh, pupunta daw eh." Fred answered, "If ever she won't show up in 15 minutes, then you have to challenge your old rival tonight, Paul."

"I'm getting sick racing against Philip, Fred! You know that!" Paul complained, feeling pissed. "Just seeing his sleeper Corolla pisses me off."

"Kalma ka lang, boi." Philip said as he patiently waited, "Eh kung hindi darating si Darna na naka-helmet eh wala kang choice tonight."

"Tangina ka." Paul cursed.

SAAN NA SIYA?! Came a wave of shouting from the audience waiting for this mysterious racer.

It's been past 15 minutes now. Fred has left with no choice but to start the race with the first two racers waiting. Just as he was about to sound off the whistle to start, everyone went silent upon the arrival of a familiar vehicle.

Vroooom.

Goes the sound of its loud muffler. The Honda Civic arrived just in time, with the super bright high-beam headlights on. Then the audience cheered as the driver got out of the vehicle. It was her—the mysterious racer in her signature getup. She was fixing her leather gloves as she approached Fred. The audience cheers grew louder, and the area was surrounded by smartphone cameras recording the moment.