Wildly spinning the rear tires, Yukari sped out of pit lane onto the drifting course.

"The first turn is a hairpin left!" Nyamo said.

Yukari took the turn too fast, sliding towards the right of the turn.

"Yukari! Hit the brakes!" Nyamo screamed.

Yukari pulled the emergency brake and turned hard into the turn. The back end of the car came around a little, which aroused a few claps from the crowd. But they wanted full sideways sliding controlled by the driver. What they were seeing was a mad woman behind the wheel of a car she didn't know the limits of, or just didn't care to. Yukari continued on the course, and Nyamo did her best to keep her composure throughout.

"Next turns are a left hander followed by an immediate right kicking back towards the banking."

Yukari was too deep in concentration to even hear her. Throwing caution to the wind, Yukari drove her car through the grass, making the left to right handed chicane a straightaway. Clumps of grass and dirt were thrown off of her rear tires.

The girls knew Yukari was doing awful, somebody didn't even have to watch a race in their lives to know. But Tomo was still convinced otherwise. Standing proudly in her seat, she was cheering for Yukari, much to the dismay of everyone around her.

"Go Yukari! This is the best we've seen all day! Let's see those expensive race cars go through grass and dirt like that and keep going!"

Yomi was becoming agitated with her best friend. "She's horrible! This isn't a lawn mowing competition, Tomo! I wouldn't be surprised at all if they didn't even let her compete for the rest of the day."

Tomo shrugged. "You guys have no imagination at all! Except for maybe Osaka, there."

Osaka slowly turned her head to Tomo. "Sorry, Tomo. Can't talk right now. Chiyo-chan's dad is trying to tear down that wall over there. If he does it, I'll have to tell the people who run this place." Then, she slowly turned her head back to the wall in question.

"See? I rest my case," Tomo concluded.

Chiyo was too busy watching the car drive through the grass recalling bad memories to even hear Osaka say her name. Chiyo was just praying for Nyamo's safety at this point.

"Are you trying to get me killed?" Nyamo screamed. Yukari was having too much fun driving through the grass to acknowledge Nyamo.

"Yee Ha!" Yukari yelled as the car came back onto the track and headed towards the banking. Nyamo did all she could and grabbed the handle above the passenger door and held on for dear life as Yukari screamed up the banking. The car bottomed out from the shock of the car going from flat ground to inclined so quickly. A shower of sparks trailed the car until the Yukarimobile's shocks and springs rebounded from the impact.

"Yukari, you're damaging everything under the car!"

"On the contrary, my misinformed PE teaching friend! I am trying to rip parts off the car, therefore making us lighter, hence faster!"

Nyamo didn't understand this logic, and she believed anybody who heard Yukari's reasoning could find fault in it. But that didn't matter now. All that matters is finishing this practice run. Then it hit Nyamo.

"Oh wait! This is only practice! We still have to do at least one heat race! I hope we lose that race so we don't have to do this after that!"

Yukari didn't like Nyamo's tone, and turned sharply off of the banking back to the flat. "Nyamo, is this the thanks I get for taking you out of that stupid swim practice? 'I hope we lose'? That's it! You are no longer my navigator!"

Nyamo smiled evilly. "Good. Then there is a higher being looking out for me I guess!"

Yukari slammed on her brakes. The anti lock brake system either didn't engage, or Yukari disabled it, because the car slid with all four tires locked stationary and the brake rotors glowing red. The car came to a complete stop right on the pit marker, and Nyamo struggled to find the strength to open the door. Yukari got out of the car and stretched and yawned. Nyamo finally got the door open, and tried to stand. Her legs wobbled, and she felt dizzy. Yukari walked over and slapped her on the back.

"You know in college we used to take rides like that, probably even worse in fact!"

Nyamo shook her head. "No way, Yukari."

Yukari sung out. "Yeeesssss waaaayyyyy! But you were a tad bit too drunk to remember those rides, I'd imagine."

Nyamo put her hand on her head. "Remind me never to drink with you again!"

Yukari smiled. "Nope. You just buy, and I'll do the drinking!"

Nyamo began walking back to the garage. She wanted to join her students in the grandstands, a nice and safe place from the havoc Yukari could possibly cause in competition. Yukari called out after her.

"Nyamo!"

Nyamo turned around half heartedly just wanting to get this over with.

"When I win, I'll bring the trophy over to your place every day! Just my way of saying that you could be a part of this, you know!"

Nyamo smiled and waved at her. Walking away, she chuckled to herself. "The day you get that trophy is the day Osaka becomes valedictorian and Chiyo flunks out of school..."