Felicity sat in Harrison’s car, her composure unshaken, lips curling in a confident half–smile as she watched two race cars closing in on Solarius.
Even these spoiled rich boys knew how to play the game–strategy mattered on a track like this. With so many contenders, someone’s car would have to make a sacrifice if victory was to be claimed.
Inside her heavy helmet, Selene’s eyes were clear and sharp, untouched by fear or nerves. With a swift motion, she shifted gears, and suddenly the car’s right wheels lifted clean off the ground.
Adrian felt his view lurch upward, his eyes going wide as his heart thudded so hard it echoed in his chest.
She was riding on two wheels.
Both right–side tires–front and rear–had left the track entirely. The entire car raced forward at a forty–five degree tilt, like it might flip at any moment, but Selene held it steady.
One of the drivers who’d planned to box Solarius in suddenly found his world darkened by a shadow–a flash of black eclipsed his window. The rich kid in his passenger seat turned his head and found himself staring at the undercarriage of Selene’s car, barely inches away.
It looked like a monster rising from the depths, gaping wide to swallow them whole. Black tires spun right above their roof, like a sword dangling by a thread, promising disaster. They were trapped. The slightest miscalculation and Solarius’s car would come down right on top of them.
“Holy crap! Oh God!” the passenger screamed.
These wealthy heirs might have liked to play at racing, but they’d never seen anything like this.
The crowd, moments earlier still cheering, drew a collective, shuddering breath.
This was real stunt driving.
How much skill did it take, in a race like this, for Solarius’s driver to pull off a move like that right in the midst of danger?
Selene’s maneuver crashed through Dames’s understanding of what was possible
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on the racetrack. Goosebumps rose along his arms and his whole body shivered. He stared, wide–eyed, as the world tilted with Solarius’s car.
On the other side, the second car trying to cut Selene off saw it too–the raised roof of Solarius’s car, the spinning tires, the impossible angle.
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