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Borgsenner stepped toward the line with full confidence and motioned to the road. “This time, I’m taking you down p>
Leander lifted his hands and gave a lazy shrug. “Only problem is, I don’t have a car p>
Without missing a beat, Borgsenner turned to Henry. “Barret, hand him your keys. I want to beat him tonight p>
Henry paused for a breath, then tossed over the keys without a word.
Leander looked back at Madeline and Yvette. “Wait for me here p>
He climbed into Henry’s Lexus. Borgsenner slid into his tuned Lamborghini, fire flashing in his eyes. Both engines fired up, filling the canyon with deep, echoing growls.
The cars rolled to the starting line, side by side.
A woman in a red SPA outfit stepped between them. She lifted her scarf into the air, held it high, then whipped it down in a blur.
Rubber tore at the pavement as both cars surged forward. They ripped through the dark like twin bolts of lightning, neck and neck.
The crowd on Highway Six lost it. Shouts filled the air. Everyone was on their feet. This was what they came for–Southwest’s Street King versus the undefeated Racer King from Eropa. The energy lit up the whole stretch.
Grace stood stiff near the starting point. Her thoughts spun. For years, she had dreamed of seeing the Street King in action. And now, the same guy she’d insulted at every turn was him. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Wind screamed along the curves as the race roared into the mountain stretch.
The first 500 yards were a straight shot. Borgsenner’s heavily modified Lamborghini pulled ahead by a car length.
Its horsepower and upgrades gave it the edge.
Inside the Lexus, Leander drove with one hand on the wheel and his elbow resting against the window. His face didn’t move. He didn’t tense. He barely blinked. Each shift and brake pull came smoothly, easy, almost lazily. Anyone sitting beside him would’ve thought it was a joyride.
Borgsenner locked in, focused completely on the road. He took each bend with sharp, perfect
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drifts. His four–wheel slides were clean and exact, like something out of a training manual.
After Highway Six was shut down, it became the secret track for racing fanatics. The course ran as a loop, with the starting line doubling as the finish. Monitors showed white and blue dots representing the two racers–white for Borgsenner, blue for Leander.
The white dot stayed ahead the entire time. The blue dot never fell far behind, but it never pulled even either.
At about three and a half minutes in, both dots neared the final turn.
It was a tight U–shape. Borgsenner still had the lead.
He looked into his rearview mirror and smiled. “This is it, Ashcroft. One last bend, and I’ve got my revenge p>
That loss two years ago had stuck with him. He’d spent every day since training for this exact moment. And now, with one turn left, it felt like victory was in reach.
“He’s gonna lose p>
The voices at the finish line were full of doubt. Grace shook her head, feeling the excitement drain. Maybe they’d all just built Leander up too much. Maybe he wasn’t as unbeatable as the stories claimed.
Henry and Raylan didn’t say a word. They stared straight ahead as the headlights came back into view.
The Lamborghini led into the turn, tight on the inner rail. Its bumper skimmed the guard wall as Borgsenner pulled off a perfect drift. The crowd roared with excitement.
“He’s locked in. No one’s passing him now p>
Henry and Raylan gave a slow nod. With the inner lane sealed off, even the best driver had no chance of taking the lead from the outside.
Leander was right behind in the Lexus. To anyone watching, it looked like the end.
Then, without warning, Leander moved. He lifted his left hand, slammed the gas, and the Lexus let out a growl that rolled through the hills. In a flash, the car ripped into the outer lane. It tore into the final turn with violent force, the tires screeching across the pavement.
Although no one spoke it aloud, not a single soul believed Leander could win. Borgsenner held the inner lane, which gave him every advantage. Even if they drifted at the same time, Leander was still going to lose.
The Lexus roared louder as it surged forward, pushing harder with every second.
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It tore down the track, passing 110 miles an hour without slowing down.
“He’s seriously lost it p>
The crowd watched with wide eyes as the Lexus picked up even more speed,
That final turn was a steep downhill curve, Going over a hundred there meant the car could lose control instantly. The centrifugal force would hurd it outward, flipping it right off the road.
Grace let out a quiet sigh. The more she watched, the more convinced she became. Leander was just a myth, built up by the southwest racing scene,
“ Ashcroft, are you really throwing your brain away just to beat me?
Borgsenner saw the Lexus charging into the curve. He shook his head but stayed focused. He didn’t dare look away. He kept his hands right on the wheel and his mind even figner.
He had to win. That was all that mattered,
Both cars swung into the curve at once. Their tires screamed as rubber shredded against the asphalt, filling the air with a piercing shriek. The Lexus pushed ahead by half a car length, but it had gone in too fast. The rear began to slide. The car drifted straight toward the cliff’s edge. If it slipped even half a meter more, it would crash into the mountain wall and flip instantly.
The back of the Lexus nearly kissed the rocks when Leander yanked the wheel, pulled the handbrake, and lifted his foot off the gas. He did it all in one clean, smooth move,
What followed left the entire crowd in shock.
The Lexus, once skidding sideways with its nose turned left, snapped back sharply. The front end realigned with the track and brushed past the rock face with only inches to spare. The back of the car spun ninety degrees and followed like it had been reeled in by a cable.
“Was that a collision–style inertia drift?
Henry and Raylan stood frozen, their jaws slack and their eyes wide, Grace and the racing fans around her stared in silence, unable to blink. Every heartbeat felt like it stopped.
That insane maneuver didn’t just save Leander. It launched him out of the curve ahead of the Lamborghini. He straightened the Lexus, stomped on the gas, and reached the finish line first.
The entire highway erupted. The noise from the crowd hit like a wave.
The roar of their voices seemed to shake the asphalt itself. Most of them had never seen anything, like that in their lives. And that final drift–Leander’s impossible turn–felt like something out of racing legend
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Leander and Borgsenner stepped out of their cars at nearly the same moment. They stood a few meters apart. Borgsemner looked stunned, like his brain was still stuck in that final turn. Chapters first released on (.)net
After a long silence, he finally raised his head, gave a faint smile, and said, “Ashcroft… I still can’t beat you.
“You only let me get ahead earlier because you were holding back, right p>
Leander didn’t answer. He just smiled, waved, and said, “I’m heading out. See
you around p>
Yvette, Madeline, and Ginny followed him as he walked off. The four of them disappeared into the crowd, leaving behind stunned faces and pounding hearts.
Grace stood still. Her eyes stayed locked on Leander’s back. She couldn’t tear them away.
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