Against all odds (COMING SOON)
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Last published Mon, Dec 26, 2022
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Millions of little stars twinkled in the wide horizon of the midnight sky. The moon shone brightly despite its loneliness.
Alcander's engine roared to life, flashing it's blinding headlights on the dark race road.
"3..." The blonde girl standing infront counted
Assembled behind the yellow start lines, the race bikes groaned impatiently for release. A fire was building up inside him in excitement of what's to come.
"2..." The excited crowd called
Alcander leaned forward on the bike, racing his heated tyres challengingly.The red lights blinked while his eyes stayed trained on dark tracks ahead.
"1..." The girl readily held up the green flags
Angry smoke bellowed from his roaring engine as he prepared to take off. Adrenaline coursed through his veins. The speedometer flucated wildly, rising and falling in intensity.
"GO!" She shouted, waving the flags down
Tyres squeaked loudly as he accelerated his ducati, shooting forward with the other riders.
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