Racers
Smii7y walked into the garage where his team were working on cars.
"Good race there, Kryoz." Smii7y said as he came up to them. There was something he wanted to add to his car. A new modification. He was glad Blarg was there.
"Thanks. That was one hell of a race, bro. I don't think I'd be able to do that again." Kryoz chuckled.
"You got your claims for running the rookies around last night?" Grizzy asked. He and Blarg were working on his Hellcat.
Smii7y nodded, "Love teaching the new guys. Blarg? Think you can help me install a new mod?"
Blarg groaned, "Since I seem to be the only mechanic around here."
"The only one I trust." Smii7y replied.
"Fine. Once Grizzy and I are done. Then I wanna go for a drive." Blarg said and then tightened something down on Grizzy's engine block.
"That sounds fun! It's been a fucking hot minute since we've all cruised together." Grizzy chuckled. Grizzy was sitting in the driver's seat of his car with the door open.
Smii7y shrugged, "Why not? Puffer? Kryoz? You guys down?"
"Would, Smit, but there's something bothering me that I wanna check up on." Puffer responded.
"Sure. I wanna try playing with the pursuit team if we bump into them." Kryoz smiled.
"Got it. Try it now, Grizzy." Blarg said as he stepped away from the engine. Grizzy started the car and the V8 roared loudly. Grizzy tested the throttle a few times that made the car squeal from the turbo and growl from the exhaust.
"Much better. Bet it can keep up with your Porsche now, Smii7y." Grizzy chuckled as he turned off the engine. Blarg closed the hood.
"Is that a challenge? Surely you wouldn't challenge me." Smii7y shot back with a grin.
"Oh surely I would." Grizzy giggled.
"You installed a new turbo?" Kryoz asked.
"Yeah. It took for-fucking-ever. I'm going to start charging you guys for my time." Blarg said while twirling his wrench on his pointer finger.
"At least give us a friend discount." Puffer laughed.
"As if. Smii7y, pull in your imported POS." Blarg demanded, "I wanna go cruise."
"That's just rude, Blarg. That imported piece of shit will mop the streets with your beamer." Smii7y shot back with a smirk.
Blarg giggled, "Just go get your fucking car already."
"You guys are like brothers." Kryoz acknowledged.
"Welcome to the brotherhood." Puffer laughed. Smii7y rolled his eyes and went to get his car. He pulled it into the garage since Grizzy pulled his car out.
"What are we putting on?" Blarg asked.
"Just a new front splitter. You won't charge me for an arm or a leg for a simple task like that, would ya?" Smii7y teased as he popped the hood and the trunk to the Porsche.
Blarg shook his head, "I was only playing. Saddle up fellas, this should only take me less than 10 minutes." Blarg and Smii7y got the splitter under the bumper while Grizzy and Kryoz talked. Puffer had left to check whatever he wanted to check.
"And done! Let's go! I'm itching to race!" Blarg exclaimed while closing the hood. Smii7y gave Blarg a ride to his car and then four sports cars pulled out of the lot to the old warehouse.
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Pursuit
Fanfiction"Reckless racers still tear up the streets of Trestle. These racers defy law enforcement and often flee from the police." He turned down the radio to listen to his police scanner. Rain pounded on the windshield. The car roared with power under his c...
