Racing made me feel like I have control,I’m the one hitting the gas and I loved the way the adrenaline was flooding through my veins as soon as I reached a certain speed. The speed made me feel good. It made me forget about everything,all of these thoughts were drifting into the flashing lights that came rushing by faster than sound. When my world started to blur and i left everything behind me, it felt like home. Speed is my drug....and I guess...I’m addicted.
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