Soon they pulled up to the area behind the school. It was an empty road and it was going uphill then straight and then downhill. When they arrived, there were a lot of people, and everyone was talking and smoking. The ones that were going to race were standing by their cars, while spectators were crowding the area a little further down.
"I have a bad feeling about this," Tiffany said looking Soda right in the eyes.
"Relax," Soda laughed in response, "it ain't the first time I'm racing, but this is not horse races for ya," he laughed again.
Soda went into the crowd, and motioned for Tiffany to follow him. He shook people's hands and introduced Tiffany to them. Then he went to his car, waiting for the race to start. He nodded slightly acknowledging the other drivers.
Finally it started. The goal was to race 5 laps. At the end of the second lap Soda was in the lead.
"He's gonna win the whole thing," Steve, who was watching with Tiffany, said proudly. "Won't be the first time either."
"The cars," Tiffany said, "they are too close to each other. They could easily bump into each other." At that moment Soda was passing where Tiffany and Steve were standing. He turned his head towards them, smiled and honked his horn to acknowledge them. At that moment while he wasn't looking, another car bumped his car from the side. Soda's car literally flew in the air and landed on the area on the side onto the grass.
"Oh my God!" Tiffany yelled. "I was afraid something like that would happen." "Never happened before," Steve mumbled while they were running to the car. A few people from the crowd were running with them as well. The car was turned to its side, and Soda was trapped inside. Steve busted the window and dragged Soda through it. He was unconscious and his temple was bleeding.
"I'll drive him to the hospital," he yelled to Tiffany, picking up Soda, "you don't have to go if you don't want to."
"I'll go with you," she yelled back. Soda was bleeding in several other places besides his face and his temple. His left hand was bleeding and it was just hanging there like it didn't belong to him.
"He broke his hand" Steve said looking at it. Steve got in the driver's seat, while Tiffany stayed with Soda in the back seat. They made it to the hospital in no time.