Drifters
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Last published Sun, Jun 30, 2019
"Who wants to challenge me!" John yells as he swings his arms, looking around.
No one answers.
"I will!" I push through the crowd, stepping on people's feet and pushing their shoulders. "I will.." I say more calmly.
"Oh, you will?" He snickers. "You think you can beat me?" He gestures at himself. "You?"
"Yeah." I reply grimly.
"Okay, then let's get this over with." He grins, showing his yellow teeth.
"Let's."
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Casey Jones, a 17 year old street racer finds himself in a rumble when he challenges John, a 34 year old, to a street race. He soon finds out how his "kind" are treated in New York City especially when they challenge a "Pop" {Stands for the popular} to a street race, but does that stop Casey? Nope!
Will have the following:
• Abuse
• Gun Violence
• Violence
• Adult Language
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