Racing for Keeps.
Prologue:
I never thought I would be standing here today next to the one person who made street racing and my life hell. I never thought I would be standing here next to my pride and joy, my baby, again or hear the bass of some upbeat, heart racing, blood pumping song that made you want to start grinding against someone playing in the background from the sub-woofers of another car. The headlights of the other polished beasts lighting up the starting line as if it were a stage performance. The purr of the cars, firing up for the race that could be their last.
I took in my surroundings, remembering the tension that could be felt in the air. As I looked to my right I could see my girls, my best friends that have been my life since I could walk. I looked to my left and saw the one person I never thought I would ever grow to love.
