Late night drives

XV : Training

I now know the circuit by heart. The duration, the speed and the precise spot where the drift will not drastically change the speed thus will make me lose the advantage. I never thought of it but this technique is like a signature. A signature move I've had the chance to polish over them past few days. I have much better control of the gear changes, when and where to put more intensity. Even if the curves and the returns are not yet strong points, fortunately my shortcomings have diminished considerably. I can also learn better from my opponents by studying them carefully. Everyone has flaws. And even without realizing it a routine a methodology that is automatic to us. You have to be a keen observer to discern these small details.

Here it is, the last drift. After that, the path is in a straight line. Victory is assured. My concentration is at its peak. A few more seconds. Just a few more. I can't miss it. This is the last chance. The last one. I take a deep breath before starting my maneuver. I'm on time. But will I succeed?

Once past I fully press the accelerator. I focus on the road even forgetting everything that is happening around me. Ash is in front of me, and he follows. Is he blown away is he already at the finish line? I admit it now I don't care a bit. strangely I have fun because I give myself thoroughly. Speed. The wind blowing through my hair- if I had a convertible. I see the finish line, empty. I cast a furtive glance in my rearview mirror, Ash's car is a few meters behind me. Is he going easy on me? He's not the type to. No. I arrive a few seconds later. I cross the finish line. Immediately I feel weightless on my chest. I breathe more freely.

I can't believe I did it. From this moment I am about to take the first step toward my goal. Ash's car joins me about twenty seconds later. Arrived at my height he says to me through the window,

"Not bad."

" What do you mean not bad?" Would he ever stop looking down on me. I take a moment to breathe before and resume.

" I won. Our deal can be completed."

" Yeah, you won indeed. Only because I went easy on you..."

Boy please." Whether you did or not is none of my concern."

" C'mon. I was just joking... See you at the race tonight."

Oh, right the race. I had completely forgotten about that. With all these racing sessions, I was so preoccupied that I lost track of time. Not to mention that it's only at this moment that reality hits me hard in the face. The fatigue that I tried to simulate finally arises. My whole body is sore. My joints are cracking, it's not the most unpleasant of sensations.
I really should go home and rest. I restart the car. Time to head home. It is getting late.

The sun is gradually descending from the scene, leaving an orange hue in the cloud-strewn sky. Ricky would love this breathtaking view that I have the chance to enjoy. I have a twinge in my heart again.

Thinking about it I haven't had so much fun driving in a long time. I remember it like it was yesterday- the day when he taught me to drive. I was behind the wheel for the first time and I was shaking like a leaf. My sweaty palms were clenched and my hands were gripping the steering wheel as if they wanted to run away. Ricky was in the passenger seat, peaceful. He trusted me. He knew that I was afraid and did not rush me. On the contrary, he gently encouraged me. I fully press the accelerator and the car drives directly into the wall behind us. My hearts beat very fast. We look at each other, worried. What just happened? Then we burst out laughing until our stomachs hurt, and tears of joy flowed down our faces. It was the very first time that I sat behind the wheel, just for a few seconds although the feeling of acceleration, the sound of the fitter who roar had entirely conquered me.

That day I felt an unparalleled emotion. An emotion that was completely unknown to me. To say the truth, even today I have no idea what it could be.

Despite racing more often than I used to I can not feel that sort of emotion anymore. The adrenaline that keeps you going. The excitement to win. To surpass your own limit. My body quivers with impatience. My heartbeat starts to quicken. I can not wait. Can't wait to win this first place. Suddenly the image of Kim comes to my mind. He stands before me with his usual smirk and his gaze that never fails to challenge hers, so intense that few people can meet his gaze. His haughty attitude quickly made a mess. I do not hesitate to challenge him in return. He seems to like challenges he will be served. Then I see him turn around. I glare at him as he walks away from me. my pulse skips. my hands gradually go up to my neck to regulate my pulse. Instantly I'm jumped by a voice behind me. I finally come out of my reverie. Without realizing I bite my tongue.

" Are you okay?" Ash says a slight touch of concern in his voice.

" Yes." I urge me to reply so as not to create more suspicions.

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Thank you for reading !!!

Training session... with Ash...not bad

Finally the win!!! Hurrrayyy!!
Now that one they established a sort of confidence level. They can work together towards their common goal.

Doesn't seem to be so hard.

Maybe their collaboration could bring more connection between them . And who knows...

Matthew fighting!

Ps: there are two chapters this week.

I am looking forward to reading your comments.

See you next week.

Vicky❤️