An orange flash passes by then a blue one leaving behind a giant dust storm. Finally, the dust is clear and the orange Formula 1 appears racing against time with its competitor.
Announcer: “OH MY OH MY! WHAT AN INTENSE CONTEST OF ACCELERATION, DETERMINATION, AND CONCENTRATION, ORANGE TUSK, AND BLUE WHEEL ARE NECK TO NECK. THIS IS ANYBODY'S GAME. SO, STAND AT THE EDGE OF YOUR SEAT AND LISTEN TO THOSE ENGINES THUNDERING BABY!!”
The driver of Orange Tusk: “to think the Orange Tusk would ever face such competition, never in my life have I imagined this sensation would ever arrive”
He lifts his right hand and smacks his chest as if injecting a dose of energy into himself, the steel rocket propels across the jet-black road.
The driver of Blue wheel: “Nothing personal here, but this international tournament match will send you right back home empty-handed!!” He begins to shout like a warrior charging to battle, similarly, Blue Wheel’s engine roars like a lion and catches back up to orange tusk.
The two cars are neck to neck again when suddenly
Behind the two cars, the sound of wheels screeching against the asphalt erupts approaching them at such immense speed that you can hear it slicing through the air and zipping right past them!
Announcer: “W-W-WHAT!? OH HOLY V6 CAMSHAFT! TO THINK HE WAS ELIMINATED FROM THE COMPETITION ONLY TO BE PROVEN WRONG! ITS THE MAN, THE MYSTICAL MIRACLE OF RACERS: SPEEEEEEEEEED HAAAAAAAAAAWK!!!!!”
Speed Hawk’s red horse zooms past everyone leaving everyone in his dust storm!
Orange Tusk & Blue Wheel Drivers: “what the hell!?”
The camera slowly pulls away into a TV where a slender man sits on a chair with a can of Pebsi in his left hand. The man has blond hair that shines as bright as the sun. His eyes are dark like graphite, and his red checkered shirt is stained with oil stains.
The slender man: “Aye Leo, look at this, Speed-Hawk is decimating the race!”
A black-haired man comes out from under his car with an oil stain on his face, which he wipes away using a towel
He is around his 20s which is noticeable due to his youthful face. His eyes resemble the moon if it was consumed by darkness. His face is thinly shaved leaving traces of facial hair. His body is fit standing at 6’3.
Leo: “let me check this out, Rob”
Leo is lost watching his hero ripping through the asphalt and finally…
Announcer: “HERE HE COME HERE HE COMES!! UNBELIEVABLE, HE DOES IT AGAIN, SPEED-HAWK IS #1 ONCE AGAIN!”
Another man similar to Rob walks in turning off the TV
Man: “You really dream big Leo. Do you really think you will ever reach the big leagues with that heap of junk? Get real!”
Leo looks at his run-down Black F1 car
Leo: “Bug off Bob! You know my grandpa’s F1 never failed him”
Bob: “yeah till the poor guy was left with a broken leg”
Rob: “BOB!”
Bob: “I know, well whatever, Job is waiting for us at the bar”
Leo: “Alright… Alright”
The three boys left the garage and get in the pickup truck.
Leo sat in the back while Bob drove and Rob sat in the passenger seat.
Leo layed his head on the window and begin to daydream.
Announcer: “HERE IS SPEEDHAWK RIPPING THROUGH THE COMPETITION ONCE AGAIN, WHO IN THE WORLD CAN STOP THIS MAN! WAIT A SECOND IS THAT!?”
Leo with his black f1 passes speed hawk “LEOO!!!!”
Leo is standing at 1st place with a trophy in hand and a news reporter puts a mic up to his mouth and ask “whats your secret leo, leo, leo, leo”
Bob: “LEO! Finally, you snapped out of it sheesh always daydreaming”
Bob. Rob. Leo. Enter the bar where Job greets them. Job is rob and bob triplet
Job: “so how is the car going?”
Rob: “You know I think it’s coming together nicely, maybe in a week or so we finna have it ripping through the streets”
Bob: “Yeah! Big man Leo finna reclaim his title as the #1 street racer, Heheh!” Bob drinks his beer with a smile on his face.
A woman behind Leo
Woman: “what do you mean Zayne can’t race? Eye surgery? Well ok… Ok” replacement? Where the hell do you expe-. Leave it to me. Ok, bye. Man what a fucking pain” the lady walks out of the bar
Leo: “I need some air if I am late just go home k-kay!?” Leo leaves without an answer.
He begins to follow the woman without being sus.
He continues to follow the woman to the street racing club places which is crammed with people.
In which he continues to follow her
The woman speaking to the bartender at the club: “hey do you know where Torn is?”
The bartender: “Torn? The street king? Heh lady you missed your chance. He is in the big leagues now”
The Woman: “what?” she slams her hand on the table
Bartender: “what the hell do you want me to do?”
The woman: “ I-i am sorry, thank you”
Leo left the club waiting outside
The woman went outside
The woman: “so are you going to keep on following you god damn creep!?”
Leo: “what? No! I just heard you needed a racer”
The woman: “yeah so what?”
Leo: “you think dressing up all formal and expansive will give you a chance to recruit a racer from there? Ha, in that demand place, the only way to actually get information is through skill, but the bartender gives a one-time freebie. No one else will listen to a damn word you say”
The woman: “so are you done wasting my time”
Leo: “right let me cut to the chase, I will race for you.”
The woman: “what happened to being skillful and earning “respect””
Leo: “well I am not like them, I need just a chance!”
The woman begins to walk away
Leo: “come on! I-i got experience being a driver! I also got a car and I got a team!”
The woman: “goodbye”
Leo: “I will even do it for free!”
The woman stops: “Free? F R E E?”
Leo: “Yes free, just give me a chance”
The woman offers her hand: “Marry Yung, here is my number and the paperwork you need to finish, you got an f1 licenses right? Also, what's your name?”
Leo offers his hand
Leo: “Y-yeah I just don’t have it on me right now. Heh. and you can call me by my race name: Black Nimbus of Zeus”
Leo shakes her hand
Marry: “oookay… well then good night”
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