Is It Bad That I Don't Cry? (IDBIHES#3)

LAST PART

AUTHOR'S NOTE

I don't know what to say. Chos, oa! I'm thankful to God for giving me this such amazing talent. Talent?! Isang chapter nalang huhu! Salamat sa isang reader na unang nag vote sa story ni Chim! You know who you are, SALAMAT ❤️

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All the race cars line up behind the pace car. When the starter gives the signal to start the race, the pace car pulls off the track, and the car in the pole position starts speeding up. When it reaches a certain point on the track, the scorer starts keeping track of the cars electronically, and every time the car passes a certain point, a lap is completed. Then the other cars speed up as well, and "the race is on.".

William was comfortably sitting in his car. He saw a car behind him; he smirked upon recognizing the face of his very own brother, he sped up the car. Now, he needs to surpass three more cars leading his way.

People who were watching the race were making noise. Kasi tatlo pa ang kailangan niyang lampasan. Hindi niya kilala kung sino ang nangunguna sa larangan na iyon. But, whoever that person is, he needs to surpass him so he can win this field. This is the first time he has officially joined auto racing. It's been three months since the last time he and his brother talked about the visitors they had last Christmas. 

Training for a race can be so exciting and satisfying. What's even better? Winning that race. If you want to win, you'll need to train well, create a winning strategy, and learn some must-know tips.

‘It is important to keep your pace steady, even at the beginning of the race when your pace feels easy and at the end when it feels like a struggle to keep the same speed.’ Aniya sa isip ng binata habang abala ang mga mata na tignan kung may paraan siya para malusutan ang kotse na nasa harapan niya.

Holding back and falling into your groove, rather than sprinting away at the start of the race, will help you conserve the energy you will need to finish first at the end of the race.

“Ciao, Miss Chona!” Nakangiting sigaw ni William nung nalampasan niya si Chona. On the other hand, Chona was taken aback when she was surpassed by him.

‘One down, two more to go.’

“Sino kaya si Number 18? Wala akong maalala.” Mahinang sabi niya sa sarili.

Sa bilis ng galaw ng kanyang mga mata ay hindi naging madali sa kanya malusutan ang kotse na nasa harapan niya. Paliko na rin sila kaya naka-isip siya ng paraan. Inapakan niya ang pedal at inikot ng mabilis ang manobela sa kaliwang direksiyon. Siya niya idiniin ang pag-apak sa pedal. Hindi naiwasan ni William ang mapangiti ng malawak. Kasabay nun ay tinignan niya kung sino ang nasa kotse ng numero desi-otso. Walang emosyon na nakatingin si Gelbert sa harapan.

“Colonel Ferrolino, I thought you're only good at serving people.” 

He looked at me with his cold eyes. “I was born with this skill of serving my people, sir. But this talent? My car is telling me that you have not had enough exercise to master the daring maneuvers.” Gelbert smirked. “Ciao, Mr. Perez.” 

Hindi naiwasan ni William ang mapanganga nung biglang ginamit ni Gelbert techniques niya para malampasan siya.

Sa inis ay nahampas niya ang manobela. “Fuck you Ferrolino!” Sigaw ng binata sa kotse niya. Mas lalo niya pang inapakan ang pedal.

Pero ganun nalang ang kaba na nararamdaman niya dahil nasa finish line na ang nangunguna sa larangan na iyon. Hindi niya maaninag kung sino iyon dahil naka-helmet ito at may mga suot na safety gears.