The Fallen King
Chapter 2
With the sound of the starting bell, I was ready to beat this wannabe punk and leaving crying for his mommy, but I would never know why in the world he would start before the green light. “Awww, hell no!” And at that moment, I pressed the gas pedal as hard as I can and race off towards him; I know that on the straightway I can’t catch up to his Honda Civic and can only catch up to him only on the hairpins. Still, I promised that I would beat this guy, even at the cost of my own life. On the first turn, I turned and drifted like a pro, I slowly was catching up to my enemy on the narrow turns.
It was only two minutes that I had caught up to him, leaving about a two inch gap between us. I was already visualizing that that kid would beg on his knees while saying sorry continually, suddenly my adrenaline level increased by the second I was near the kid, I can tell by the kid’s driving technique was very sluggish and his reactions are slow, he might even be an amateur just trying to beat innocent people, either that or he’s a snotty rich kid with a lot of money. I toyed with him pretending that I would make my slip either on the inside of the track or the outside close to the gutters, the kid actually fell for it and tried to block me from both sides, when he tried to block my right, he over steered too much and smacked the guardrails, the sight of that made me think and laugh at the same time thinking “That’s what you get, loser! And that was your own fault” While he was distracted by the thoughts of regaining over his over steering, I slipped past him and speeded away.
I have to admit, this kid is pretty persistent due to the fact that he’s trying to catch up with my on the curves, but the only advantage he has is on the straightway. That’s what I thought until this asshole came up behind me and rammed into my rear bumper, I couldn’t concentrate on this guy’s weird-ass reckless driving, but as the car was an extension of me, if I took a hit anywhere, It would hurt me inside, and it would also make me furious just thinking about that, I drove faster than I usually would and slipped past him, I assumed all he saw was a flash of light, and he ignored that. When I got to the finish line, I was waiting for fifteen minutes and by the time he got there, I was already taking a nap, then I woke up and saw that the dude’s car was here, and as I stepped out of the car, a gun was pointed at my head, with the finger on the trigger.
Not to my surprise, it was the same guy I was racing, and judging by his expression, he was pretty pissed off, just like me. The guy then said “Look at what you made me do to my car!” I turned around and saw that the side of the back bumper was falling off, I told him “That was completely your fault” And just as he was about to pull the trigger, I hear a “Thump!” noise behind me. Then someone behind said “Well, look at you, never thought you were racing here” I looked behind me and saw the two people I thought I would never see again…
