Crazy Tomboy, I updated the last chapter so read it before you read this one

After I won the race they gave me $5000 prize money. To think, I won with a thirty-year-old shield and a jacked up car! They asked me all these questions but I just said to follow your dreams if they're possible. The engines helped me big time in the race, but that's when it hit me that Chain wasn't in the race, which meant he was doing something else that might, and was, destructive.

I rode back to my apartment to find that it had been bombed. I knew Chain was behind it because it looked like my garage had been searched first. The fire had been put out and no one was killed, but I'll bet that's what Chain wanted to do to me. I drove to Gurt's, knowing he'd have some lodging for me, for the night at least.

When I got there and asked for a bed, he let me stay over the night. I slept okay, but not as well as I would have hoped. The next morning I decided to go out for some new parts for my racer with the money I won. A new Coolant system that just hit the market was for sale for $1999. I always think it's weird that people sell things for not $2000, but " for only $1999" or " 4 easy installments of $500!" But I guess it didn't matter to me because I have $6000 to blow and I didn't have to pay upkeep for my apartment… in a way. I bought it and went to Gurt's shop to get them installed when… he had to show up.

BANG BANG!

Chain shot the windows of Gurt's shop out and I quickly retaliated. I fired four shots that hit one of his lackeys and he fired back to hit my shoulder. Gurt fired a rife he had with him and took another one out. I recoiled in pain and took some toilet paper for a bandage and wrapped my wound with it. I got back up to the window to fire some more shots that hit Chain's gun. One of his lackey's shot to disarm me and then Gurt shot at him, missing. I saw Chain coming to the building with a long, steel pole and Gurt tried to shoot him but as he took aim…

BAM

The lackey shot Gurt. I felt his arm for a pulse and there was one, barely. I picked up his rifle and shot the lackey with the last shot. Chain kicked the door down and I grabbed a crowbar to block a blow he sent at me. I defended myself as best as I could with a bleeding arm. He knocked me down and was about to hit me when I rolled out of the way and hit him in the back. He got back up and swung the pole at me, but I quickly dodged the blow. I jumped on to a table and jumped off of it, swinging the tool at him.

It knocked him out and I spared him by taking him to a prison and then I took Gurt to a hospital. They properly bandaged my wound and said Gurt had a chance of living. I hoped for the best, and sure enough, he lived, but the doctor said that he'd be out of commission for a while, and by a while he meant a year.

So in about a month I healed and I could enter more races while I hoped that Chain wouldn't get out for a long time. He's a mad man, but I knew he wasn't like that before. There must have been a bigger figure behind all of it. Right now, though, I just wanted to race again for the joy and fun.