Two weeks have come and gone by, and Willow has been running alone. The next track has recently been announced and the teams have got time to prepare for the next race of the championship. "Willow. Wait up." She saw another woman Lexi Martin who is also practiced running as well. "What brings you here Lexi?" "Anyway. I heard that you won the race." Lexi said. She laughed. "I know. But I have to finish preparing." Willow said. As Willow and Lexi have finished running. They then went to the restaurant and ordered food. Once they ate, they headed towards the garages.

While climbing on the ship Lexi watched on. "Are you sure that you're piloting on this ship?" but Willow already has her headset on. The rest of the racers are already in their cockpits on the ships as well. The ships are lined up on the racetrack.

The engines are already fired as the countdown hits go. All three laps have passed and this time. Auricom finished first FEISAR came in second. The rest of the ships went through the finish line as well. As the pilots have gotten out of the seats Willow then went to the city which is the hometown.

In the city of Cyberion that was once known as Los Angeles she knew that it had changed in the past forty years. Ships flied around the city. It was indeed a sight. Buildings as far as the eye can see. While walking on the sidewalk she instantly went into a bar known as The Grind, it was filled with many people inside. Music was played in the background. "Willow!" She turned around and saw Kenny Nelson sitting on one of the tables.

"Ken. What brings you here?" Willow said. Police sirens were heard in the distance. "Oh. Anyway, how's the league so far?" She managed to finish only to be beaten by another ag ship at the last seconds. The next race isn't going to be announced till the week after next. They have given her and the rest of the pilots another week off. Decided to do a time attack run on the racetrack she climbed onto the cockpit of the FEISAR ship. The engines started as the ship went to the starting line. Still set at vector speed classification.

"Let's do this." Willow said. Three laps have gone by, and she has set a new record. Other pilots have set their times as well.

The next race was in her hometown, and it was set in Flash speed class. All eight ships are at the starting line and the pilots are getting ready as they are in their cockpits in each ag ship. Cyberion welcomes the F4000 racing league bystanders rushed to the seats and into the building as fast as they possibly can. The engines have started.

The lights are still in red the screen at the starting line turns yellow and then turning green as the ships zipped off, they went to the first section of the racetrack one of the pilots used the joysticks and turned right and Qirex fired a missile at AG Systems. Two laps are down, and the other pilots are catching up to one another FEISAR turbos on forward. The final lap of the second race is on the stretch.

FEISAR and Auricom are neck and neck behind thew other ships are giving their all. Both ships were finished at the same time, however FEISAR went in seconds early Willow climbed out of the cockpit of the ship gaining another first place at home.

Hours after the second race she dashed through the streets a man was standing searching for her as well. "You must be Willow right." He spoke. "Scott Lane." He continued. "Anyway, I'm have been following you since you left to join the league. And I was wondering."

He sighed. "Maybe we could go on a weeklong vacation." "I'll think about it Scott." She spoke.

She and others knew that the next race was going to be announced the following day. They have already given time to rest. As she continued walking down the sidewalk. Within weeks into the season the F4000 is likely a transitional success and will be a setup to the F5000 league.