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The kid will win here one day, Jake thought. Maybe next year. Maybe ten years from now.
The leader was a sitting duck. A slower car, a rolling roadblock. Mateo faked high, then dove low into Turn 3. Their bumpers kissed, a clack that echoed through the grandstands. The leader wiggled, lost a tenth of a second, and Mateo was through. nascar fanfiction
“I held my line,” Jake replied, pulling off his own gloves. “You left the door open.” The kid will win here one day, Jake thought
He didn’t hesitate. He threw the #42 into the void. The spot on his left rear tire kissed the concrete wall. Sparks flew like fireworks. The car shuddered violently, the steering wheel trying to rip itself from his hands. The leader was a sitting duck
I taught you that move, kid, Jake thought. Time for your final exam.
They took the white flag side-by-side.
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