Lista neagră

Lista neagră

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Last published Fri, May 1, 2020

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Mă priveşte de parcă aş fi doar o insectă pe care o poate călca în picioare în orice secundă, iar eu deja nu pot să îl suport pe nenorocitul ăsta. - Ascultă aici, roşcovană mică şi îngâmfată ce eşti. Ăsta este teritoriul meu, iar tu ai avut tupeul să pui piciorul pe el. Dacă ai de gând să te mai bagi mult în cursele astea o să plăteşti scump. Izbucnesc în râs şi îl străfulger şi eu cu privirea. - Hai să ne înţelegem! Vreau doar să intru în lumea asta şi sunt suficient de bună pentru asta. Câţi sunteţi voi în total? Douăzeci? Iar tu eşti cel mai bun, îi spun eu. Până să ajung la cursele cu tine, trebuie să îi bat pe toţi, iar dacă îi bat le iau maşinile. - Bine, dar nu uita că ai o singură încercare la fiecare cursă. Dacă nu reuşeşti dispari naibii de aici, iar dacă ajungi la mine şi nu mă învingi, le înapoiezi maşinile tuturor şi dispari. Dacă mă învingi îţi poţi păstra ce maşină vrei, din toate cele pe care le câştigi, iar pe celelalte le înapoiezi, îmi explică el. Cartea este inspirata din Need for Speed. Coperta realizata de @ancaramona19

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