“Fine…… You wanna go, you want to test me. I am not some lost whack job like Havoc, you will find me much harder to deal with…”

He lays down the conditions. To the train and back. We follow the concourse east till we hit the 4 train. Then we turn around and meet back here. The only catch was we had to run against traffic. While all this was happening all over town racers in Bela’s click were being taken out. That left me to deal with Bela.

So I get behind my wheel having put the new Nitrous back in my trunk. He didn’t do a real good job of checking, because I still had the wet port installed. This guy was a rank amateur and I was looking forward to teaching him a lesson.

 As soon as the light goes green the race starts. The road is empty, and we are flying fast, the lights lining the concourse blurring flashes, flash, flash, flash, and the head lights of a delivery van blink in my eye as I swerve to the right. I get back in the lane and see that Bela is purging his tank, so I purge mine. The lights blink, the dash makes that noise that it’s ready and I just pass him as I see the station in the sky, it’s high of the ground and taking my eyes of the road just long enough to see a car barely moving out of the way from hitting me. I make the hard turn with the emergency brake and drift till my rear tires pick up the traction. I see Bela just getting to the station as I go past him. I hit the rest of my nitro and have a hard time keeping the wheel leveled. I love this car. The world smearing in colors, and I check my rear view to see the spike strip being laid down. I cross the light and ease down on the brakes I don’t come to a complete stop till almost a block away.

 But I won.

I make a u-turn and pull up to the girls. They are worried about Bela.