Southern Knights: Stratford Soldiers
Disclaimers: Shigeno, Tokyopop. Car Companies: Chevy, Nissan, Mazda, Mitsubishi, Subaru, Dodge, and Porsche.
Ok last time the Southern Knights won their very first race but confusion has everyone believing their name is Stratford Soldiers. Their old racing team was Stratford soldiers but now they wanted a change and they got it.
Chapter 3: deadly experiences.
The black frame of the 914 slid through the morning air. Inside the 914 a groggy Kenneth smoothly sent the 914 around a turn in a sub par drift.
"Damn it every morning I have to get up and deliver parts to the E3 branch in the Matio mountain area." Said Kenneth as he squinted when a pair of headlights slid up and sped past him.
"That was Kenny's yellow GT-R!" said Kenneth as he watched the GT-R disappear on the uphill.
Kenneth Finished his run and headed back down the pass Kenneth's 914 shook when the EVO 8 of Supremacy blew by him no the long strait placed almost center on the track.
Went Kenneth arrived home he killed the engine and fell asleep in the 914. The sun slowly broke as Kenneth stretched and realized he never went inside.
"Shit it's cold!" yelled Kenneth as he shivered and stumbled inside. He was instantly hit by a piece of hot toast. "What did I do!"
"Don't curse." Said Tillmon as he went back to his fried egg.
"Whatever." Kenneth sat down and ate breakfast with his family. Thinking about the up coming race was bugging Kenneth.
"Dad remember you said you would help me get parts for my car." Said Kenneth as he finished off his grits.
"Yea what are you wanting to get?" asked Tillmon as he stood up and washed his plate.
"You know how we already have that Subaru impreza motor lined up for the 914. Well I wanted to get that ready ASAP because I'm not sure how long the 914's motor will last." Said Kenneth as he joined his father and put his plate away.
Tillmon and Kenneth went out into the garage to talk.
"So why do you think you'll need to swap motors soon?" asked Tillmon as he sat on the stairs.
"Richard, Brandon, and me are racing Team Supremacy from mount Matio Saturday." said Kenneth.
"And what's wrong?" asked Tillmon.
"Well they are running a new WRX, an EVO 8, and a R34 GT-R." said Kenneth as he hung his head.
"Don't worry. I take it you pushed the engine in your last race." Said tillmon.
"How did you know!" said Kenneth in shock.
"Well you had a big smile on your face yesterday."
"Well if you push the engine you should be able to beat out any of those 4WD JDMs. I'll replace the Tachometer with one that can hit the right RPM."
Kenneth thanked his father and headed up to E3 to start working. When Kenneth arrived he began working on the bright red FC3S of Mark. Mark wanted to pull more power from the 13B.
"So I heard that you guys are taking on Team Supremacy." Said Mark casually.
"Yea." Said Kenneth coldly he was still kicking himself for accepting the challenge.
"You know that they don't run drags." Said mark
"You're kidding me right?" said Kenneth with a hopeful smile.
"No I'm dead serious."
"Shit!" yelled Kenneth.
"Well you need to let your team know." Said Mark as Kenneth closed the hood of the FC3S.
"Thanks man for the info." Said Kenneth as he looked at his 914 with the new Tachometer.
"No problem now you're the best in low country so we need you guys to do well against Team Supremacy.
That evening the Southern Knights headed up to mount Matio to get some practice in before the race.
While running they encountered the EVO 8 and the GT-R of team Supremacy.
"What do you punks think your doing on our mountain!" said the driver of the EVO 8.
"Kev let'um run." Yelled Kenny from the GT-R.
"WHY!"
"Because they need the practice I don't want to win without at least havin a challenge."
And with that the two cars sped off. The sound of the blow off values could be heard from the summit with ease.
The three Southern Knights slid through the turns of Matio smoothly but needed to be faster. Kenneth began to push and send the 914 around the turns at speeds that amazed Richard.
Richard pushed the Charger but was limited by the size and weight of his car.
"Richard stop doing that I can't get by!" yelled Brandon over the radio.
"That's it. Richard you'll be running the first downhill." Said Kenneth with a smile on his face.
"WHAT!"
"Lisin if Richard pulls ahead on the initial strait then he could block for the win." Said Kenneth confidently.
"You know that might work" said Brandon.
That week went by fast.
Saturday 9:00pm Mount Matio Summit…
The mountain was packed to see Supremacy waist another team from the low country.
The Charger was sitting next to the WRX waiting for the countdown.
"3…2…1…GO!" yelled Kenny as the two cars blew by him.
Down the initial Strait the charger was far superior.
As they entered the first turn a sharp right Richard swung the tail of the charger out and stopped the WRX from passing on the outside.
"It worked!" yelled Richard in excitement.
He continued his blocking move until the 5th from last corner.
"I'm tired of this." Said Hilardo as he hit the back of the charger and sent Richard into the wall.
"SHIT!" yelled Richard as he hit his steering wheel.
"Team Supremacy takes the first downhill. The charger crashed."
"Don't worry I'm ok but the charger isn't going to be racing anytime soon." Said Richard over the radio.
"Ok Brandon your up." Said Kenneth.
The sound of the start could be heard from the summit. As the two cars tore off towards the first turn a soft left.
The RS was in front and Taking the uphill with amazing control causing the EVO 8 to change his attack angle sugnifently.
" The RS seems to have the EVO 8 at bay."
The two cars slid through the tight section with the Evo 8 taking the lead on the 3rd out of the 8 turns. The RS was holding the EVO.
Suddenly the mid strait began were the RS powered by the evo and up the road at close to 175mph. The RS was magnificent on the uphill as Brandon swung the custom built classic trough the second tight section with the EVO on his tail.
The EVO was powerful but not powerful enough to take the lead. The RS sped across the finish line at 150mph. With the EVO on his tail.
"Well Kenneth it would seem it is all up to you vs. Kenny."
Kenneth nodded as he cranked the 914 and pulled up to the line. The sound of the GT-R revving and pulled up next to Kenneth sent a chill up his spine.
"Drivers ready…"
Kenneth and Kenny revved their motors. In approval and the count down began.
OK there is chapter 3 I know that it is a little strange and that running the GT-R on the downhill doesn't sound very smart but of Matio's downhill no one has beaten Kenny's GT-R.
Please review I need peoples input on my story.
Till next time…