Fanfic: In The Fast Lane

28: El Don

Chapter 28: El Don

Doc and Sheriff watched as Harley took a deep breath as she moved her tires into the dirt behind the rope line. She glanced up at an excited Camaro who smiled and cheer her on.

"Yeah, Harley!" he called and she smiled.

"He's cute…" she muttered then focused on the track. "Alright, let's go." she took another deep breath then revved her engine.

"Hijole! Whoo!" Miguel shouted, but Harley had already cleared her mind and ignored all comments coming at her. And in a blink of an eye, she was off. Doc watched and unconsciously nodded his approval when she began to scale the wall. She wasn't anywhere near the top, but it was a start. Doc then realized he was silently coaching and shook his hood. Miguel on the other hand was freaking out.

"Oh my gosh! She's on the wall!" he yelled out and Doc rolled his eyes. "That's sick!" Harley barreled down the track leaving a storm of dust behind her. She headed to the next turn without hesitation. Hitting it hard, she turned left for a split seconds then flipped her tires right and drifted around without losing speed. Doc smiled gently while Miguel again flipped.

"Ah! That was so cool!" he cheered as she came to the start and kept going. One lap, two three, all the way up to five. She turned her tires and breaker hard finally after she had crossed the finish for the fifth time and panted trying to catch her breath. She was covered in a layer of dirt, but it didn't bother her. Miguel went to meet her with wide eyes as big as his smile.

"So… what do you think?" she asked. Sheriff and Doc listened closely.

"I think you did alright." he said calmly, his features become much less bright.

"Uh, is… is that it?" Harley asked, surprised.

"Yeah, if you were a full time professional. But you're fifteen!" Miguel shouted and jumped up. "You're amazing for a beginner! I know some racers today who wouldn't know how to pull of that turn! Like, how even did you do that you were like," he turned his tires left, "and then you did something and…" his voice faded as he turned his tires trying to figure it out. "I don't know, but you did something and it was awesome!"

"Well, it's quite simply turning right to go left." Harley said with a shrug.

"Haha!... what?" Miguel asked and Harley chuckled.

"Yeah, it's weird, but it works." she said and began driving up, Miguel quickly following behind her.

"And it looks cool." he said and nudged her side. "Eyy, you could be a dirt track racer and a Piston Cup race! How cool would that be?" he suggested.

"Yeah, but is there a championship for dirt racing as big as the Piston Cup?" she asked not expecting an answer.

"Yeah," Miguel said and Harley was caught off guard. "The National Dirt Track Championship is pretty big. I mean, it's national. The best dirt racers in the country."

"Huh," Harley seemed interested. "That sounds pretty cool actually." she said and nudged him back. "I'll have to consider it and say you convinced me to race in it."

"You would?" he asked.

"Yeah, I mean, how else would I have known about it?" she rhetorically asked. "I mean, living here is great, but no one knows anything about racing." Doc quietly scoffed. "I'll mean except Doc." He then seemed surprised.

"Doc, that's that blue Hornet, right?" Doc rolled his eyes.

"Hudson Hornet. And yeah, that's him." she said. "We don't always agree in stuff, but he's always been there for me." Miguel smiled.