Fun Fact: Did you know that the first Grand Theft Auto game was originally going to be called Race 'N' Chase? You could play as either a cop or a criminal in multiple game modes. The game probably would've looked similar Need for Speed Hot Pursuit. Now you guys know where I got the title of my story from. Anyways, back to the story!

Chapter 4: Test Drive

After a few weeks of working on the 2001 BMW M3 GTR, the car was finally finished and was on display at an auto show in downtown San Francisco, ready for auction. Sam and his team were dressed up formally. They sat at their booth, watching people admire the car they built.

"You like that car over there?" B.D. asks a couple of young ladies in an attempt to flirt with them. "We built that."

"Oh, so you're a mechanic?" One of the ladies asks.

"That was real smooth, bro..." Jacky told B.D. with unimpressed sarcasm, but B.D. ignores him.

"Hey, you like that car?" B.D. continued as he went over to another group of ladies. "We're mechanics. We like to get our hands dirty, you know what I mean?"

"Aw jeez..." Jacky face palmed.

"Hey! You like that car over there?"

"I'm outta here..." Jacky stood up and walked away to the other cars on display in order avoid the cringe show B.D. was putting up.

Meanwhile, a red haired woman wearing a black dress in the crowd began to take interest in the BMW and walked towards the car to admire it. Sam noticed the woman and suddenly recognizes her.

"Christina?" Sam asks her. She turned and noticed him.

"Sam! Hey!" Christina then gave Sam a hug. Tara stood there, rather confused.

"Oh, Tara, this is Christina, my sister." Sam introduced. "Christina, this is Tara, a worker of mine, and a friend."

"Nice to meet you!" Christina shook hands with Tara. She then turned to the BMW. "How fast does it go?"

"Very fast!" Tara boasts.

"Yeah, it's a very fast car." Sam said.

"Aren't all M3s fast?" Christina questioned.

"Well, this one has been heavily modified by us. It built to beat a Formula 1 race car around the Nurburgring!" Tara thought. "Believe me, this isn't the type of car you can just go to the mall and buy. It's a one of a kind."

"I see." Christina nodded, convinced to buy the car. Then, Razor approaches her.

"Hey Christina!" He greeted.

"Um... 3 million is way too much for this car, Razor." Christina thought, having been informed earlier about the car's price change.

"Well, that's what it costs." Razor said. "Let's see what you father thinks."

"I am what my father thinks, and he thinks 2 is the number." Christina explains.

"Well, three is the number."

"3 is absurd, that's why nobody has a bid on it."

"That's the best car I've driven since Indy." Razor lied.

"You haven't driven it, Razor." Tara giggled. "Sam's had the keys the whole time!"

Razor glared at Tara, annoyed by her comments.

"Back to the subject here, how fast does it go?" Christina asks.

"155." Razor replied.

"240." Sam said at the same time. Razor stared at him in disbelief.

"240?" Christina asks in surprise.

"He's talking about a theoretical top speed-" Razor tried to explain, but Sam cuts him off.

"She WILL go 240."

"The top NASCAR speed was 228." Razor reasoned.

"This car's faster."

"8:00 am tomorrow at Sonoma Raceway. You get to anything close to 240, my father is going to buy it on the spot." Christina said.

"For 3 million." Razor continued, still trying to convince her to pay more.

"Yeah, yeah, in your dreams... Anyways, see you later guys!"

Sam, Razor, and Tara waved goodbye as Christina leaves the show. Razor then looked at Sam to have a word with him.

"240? Are you crazy? What if I can't get the car there?"

"Maybe you can't... But I can." Sam said. "I'll drive."

"Don't even think about driving that car." Razor ordered.

The next morning however, Sam had disobeyed what Razor had told him not to do and took the BMW for a test drive around the Sonoma Raceway, just north of San Francisco. Sam began pulling drifts around the corners, impressed by the cars overall performance. On the side of the track, Tara cheered while Christina held a radar gun, measuring the car's speed. But then, Razor arrives at the racetrack and was extremely furious.

"What the hell are you guys doing?!" Razor angrily questions Tara and Christina, but before they could answer, Razor quickly runs onto the track.

At this moment, Sam got onto the straightest point of the track and floored the car to its limit, reaching extreme speeds a lot higher than what he had claimed the car could do. He then noticed Razor running onto the track.

"STOOOOOOOOOOP!" Razor yelled. Sam quickly hits the brakes, leaving skid marks behind him.

"STOOOOOOOOOOP!" Razor yells again. The BMW finally comes to a stop just a few meters away from him. Sam then steps out of the car. "What the hell are you doing?! You don't own this car! You don't get to joyride it!"

"Top speed is just over 240." Sam throws the keys to Razor, which he catches.

"242 according to this." Christina shows them her radar camera. Then, Mr. Howard Smith, the father of Sam and Christina, approaches them, impressed with his son and the car that he built.

"That was some driving, son!" Howard said. "And that's one hell of a car! I guess it's gonna cost me $3 million?"

Razor smiled. "That's the price!"

Christina then frowns at Razor. "2.7..."

Christina and her father then got into the BMW and drove off.

"$2.7 million?" Tara questioned, shortly before giving Sam a hug while laughing.

"What... the hell... were you guys thinking?" Razor asks in a mad tone.

"We sold the car, Razor." Sam explained. "You never could've gotten that car to 240, even on our track."

"You think you're a better driver than me?" Razor questioned.

"Everybody knows he's a better driver." Tara boasts.

"You know, I'm just about done with you, Tara..." Razor was about to fight with Tara, but Sam quickly stepped in.

"Hey! Back off Razor!" Sam pushed both Razor and Tara away from each other.

"I'll beat you on track, the dirt, the road, anywhere else you wanna race!" Razor enraged.

"Hey, you're the man okay?" Sam tries to cool him off. "You're the pro. You've got nothing to prove to me. Let's move on."

"No..." Razor continued. "Let's race..."

Sam looked at him questionably. "Like, here on the track?"

"No, I'm talking about a street race."

"But that's danger-" Before Sam could finish his sentence, Razor interrupts him.

"I tell you what, if you win, I will give you my 75% of the BMWs deal. If you lose, you give me your 25%."

Sam stood there in silence. He stared at Tara, who was also staring at him before turning back to Razor. "You have yourself a deal..."

Sam and Tara then hopped into the flaming Ford Mustang as Razor drove them to a mansion in South San Francisco. Upon arriving there, Tara was rather impressed by the place.

"Wow, this is the biggest house I've ever seen!" Tara stares in awe.

"It's my uncle's place." Razor explained. "Don't worry. He's in Monaco right now."

As they got out of the Mustang, Razor then leads Sam and Tara to the mansion's garage, where he shows them 3 exclusive hypercars, each in different colors: silver, yellow, and crimson red.

"These cars were named after the fastest tornado on the Fujita scale." Razor explains. "They come with 1600 horsepower 7.6 liter V8 engines."

"Are they some kind of McLaren?" Tara asks.

"Hennessey Venom F5." Razor answers. "The fastest car in the world, top speed 300 mph."

"300? But Razor, I thought you didn't go any faster than 155." Tara jokes. Sam stared at her smiling, though in his head he was wishing she'd keep her mouth shut.

"You got a big mouth for a fan." Razor told her, while keeping his temper.

"Yeah, well then let me race." Tara said.

"I'll be happy to have you in, Tara." Razor smiled.

"Woah woah woah, hey, I think its best you sit this one out. I'll race him myself." Sam tried to convince Tara.

"No, let her race. She's a big girl now." Razor said. He then offers the car keys to Sam and Tara. "Three identical Hennesseys. After you."

Sam and Tara each got their own keys. Sam had the silver Hennesey while Tara had the yellow one, leaving Razor with the red Venom F5.

"Finish line is at the north end of the Golden Gate Bridge, right before the Robin Williams tunnel. First car to get across wins." Razor announced shortly before getting into his car.

Before getting into their cars, Tara spoke to Sam for one last time.

"Sam, this is my vision. This is how I see you winning the cross country race. You beat Razor, take his car and win."

Sam nods in agreement. In his head, he only hopes for Taylor to not be chasing after them. The moment they stepped into their cars, there was no turning back. The race had begun.