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Norwood Boulevard, 8:41 pm.
With Deangelo…..
The quiet neighborhood of Norwood was broken by the sound of engines roaring, music blasting from the sound systems, and people cheering.
Where we were at, we were down the street from Uncle Mike's house but I couldn't go inside though, Mike wasn't home.
Norwood Boulevard wasn't Interstate 50, it wasn't straight at all, the roadway was pretty much filled with turns. To make matters worse the roadway was narrow but at the same time it was wide enough for two cars, trying to pass will be almost close to impossible unless the driver pays close attention to an opening or try to pass on one of the sharp turns.
I also had to be extremely careful when trying to pass or I might end up crashing, there were cars parked alongside the curb which made this race a lot more difficult.
Instead of driving in the 350Z Roadster I decided to drive in my Nissan Skyline GT-R (R32), I'll be able to cling onto the road tightly with the AWD (All Wheel Drive) that the car has got, but if I'm not careful I'll wear my tires out if I overdo it on the turns.
"You see that Deangelo?" Sai Saici said pointing at one of the turns, "If you even go into the corners too fast, you're gonna end up crashing into one of the parked cars."
"I know, don't worry about it," I replied, "So what does the race layout look like?"
Sai Saici pulled out a map and placed it on the hood of his RX-7, "Okay it's pretty simple, you guys are going to race through the boulevard and back, making that left turn in order to enter back in through the boulevard is going to be a challenge."
"Hey Deangelo, better hurry up to the starting line," one of the members of the Unbeatable Street Racers said as he approached me, "I've been paying attention to the scanner and the cops are starting to get a little suspicious."
As I headed back to my car I saw Shinji along with a few other members of the Visoreds amongst the crowd watching, "Time to put on another show for these guys." I muttered as I got in and drove to the starting line.
Senna drove her Acura RSX to the starting line and stopped right beside me, "I'm not holding back this time Deangelo." She said leaning out the window.
"Good, I don't want you to." I replied.
Sai Saici came up to the front and raised both of his hands up, "Okay I'll start the race," he said, "10. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. GO!!!!!"
Both Senna and I left the starting line simultaneously but as we started to accelerate, Senna ended up gaining the lead.
I stayed right behind her as we continued driving through the curvy neighborhood; the tougher turns were yet to come.
The sound of the engines roaring through the night, speeding through the empty streets, the only cars that were out were the ones that were parked on the curb as we drove bend after bend in the neighborhood.
The first turn had came up I switched gears while my right foot were working on the brake and the gas and my left foot was working the clutch, we went, well Senna went drifting around the sharp turn while I managed to "Grip" my way around the turn without swinging the back out.
As we left the first turn we continued speeding down the road, while trailing behind the red RSX I can see the white wavy lines projecting out at me again. I was in a slipstream again, surprisingly we wasn't going all that fast but still the slipstream was still projecting at me, I couldn't hit the nitrous button anyway especially racing on a road such as Norwood Boulevard.
With Nuchu…..
"I see why he's chose the R32, grip driving." I said watching from amongst the crowd, Deangelo and Senna went around the second sharp turn as they sped by the Norwood elementary school.
"His steering is starting to get aggressive I see," one racer said, he was wearing a orange tall t-shirt, black baggy pants, orange/black colored Air Force Ones, and a orange bandana tied around his head.
It was my friend Matoko MashiMoto, lieutenant of the Society Of Supras, "If Deangelo keeps this up he'll wear down his tires." He said.
"It'll wear down but not severely though," I replied, "Now if him and Senna were doing all that racing on the downhill in Red Mountain probably so."
With Deangelo…..
*SCREEEEEEEECH*
*VROOOOOOOOOM*
"Fuck, every time I try to pass, Senna either pulls away or blocks me," I muttered switching gears; I was still close behind her, we were nearly close to the end of the boulevard.
At the end of the boulevard was the difficult left turn, after we cleared the turn we'll end up racing back through the boulevard and across the finish line.
"I think I better use the MOVE my dad was telling me about." I muttered as we were about to approach the end of the boulevard, I took a quick glance down at the gutters on the side of the roads to see how deep they were.
The move my dad was telling me about was called the gutter run, the gutter run is where you drop the inside tires on purpose, and resist the centrifugal force by hooking it that way it's theoretically possible to gain more cornering force than the tire can grip it's way too simple and obvious and it's a very careless idea, but it's won me a lot of races over the years.
"Okay here we go!!!!" I said as I dropped both tires on the left side of my vehicle into the drainage ditch, Senna was drifting from the inside but it was enough room for me to get by her, I unhooked the Skyline from the drainage ditch once Senna and I cleared the turn.
I pressed my foot hard down on the gas now that I had taken the lead, Senna managed to catch up and she was right behind me to the point where she could give a slight nudge to the back bumper and spin me out if she wanted to.
"Damn girl, get off a homeboy's ass like that!!!" I said making the Nissan Skyline go faster; it makes me nervous when racers do shit like that.
We drove back through the neighborhood going at a very dangerous speed, Senna was still on me and was not letting up she was going to try something I just knew it.
Turns out I was right when we were halfway through the boulevard; Senna pulled out from behind me and started accelerate right beside me until we were side by side, "What the fuck is she planning!?" I said going even faster, while I was busy looking at Senna I saw something at the corner of my eye which made me look.
There was a car that was parked on the left side of the road in my lane and there was no way I could try to go around it, if I tried to jump the curb I'll end up damaging the car and Senna was blocking me from going around the vehicle, the only thing I could do was slow down and let Senna overtake me which she did.
I managed to speed by the parked vehicle now that Senna was in the lead again, "Damn-it I really need to pull off something in order to win this race!!" I said, we were about a few miles away from the finish line.
I started to look around seeing if I could find some kind of way of passing and regaining the lead again, suddenly I saw an old tow truck that was parked in somebody's front yard it was old and rusted and not only that but it had a flat platform on the back of it that was lowered, the way it was angled it was perfect to ramp off of.
"Well it's all or nothing," I said speeding up behind the red RSX, "Time to build the slipstream turbo!!"
I kept my sped as the slipstream turbo had built up all the way; I quickly hit the nitrous oxide button unleashing a huge boost of speed as I drove onto the sidewalk aiming my car perfectly at the tow truck, "Time for lift off!" I said as I hit the ramp, I went soaring into the air, jumping completely over Senna and landing miraculously right in front of her.
I could hear some of the onlookers cheering as they saw the little stunt that I managed to pull off, I bet Senna was in absolute shock.
I continued taking the bends and the corners with Senna right on my tail, I accelerated down the road going at least 100 and above.
We were both pushing our cars to the absolute limit trying to fight for first place, I had to take my hats off to Senna she's a very tough street racer when she takes the gloves completely off.
We were nearly close to the finish line and I was pretty exhausted, I'm pretty sure the same can be said about Senna.
In a last final effort to try to gain the lead Senna started to speed up right beside me again as we went drifting around the last and final sharp turn, once we left the final turn Senna gained a boost of speed taking the hint that she pressed the nitrous oxide button so she could overtake me.
Suddenly I heard a noise that came from Senna's RSX, out of nowhere I saw smoke billowing from underneath the hood of the car.
"She blew her engine," I said, "She pushed that car waaaaaay too hard."
Senna ended up spinning out of control to make it even worse the car ended up rolling over twice and eventually landing back on all four wheels, I immediately slammed my foot on the brake, once I came to a stop I got out of the car and headed to the wrecked tuner.
Some of the street racers that were watching the race had rushed to go check on Senna to see if she was okay, I poked my head through the driver side window from the looks of it Senna was alright, she was pretty shaken up and not to mention breathing heavily but she was alright.
"Senna you okay, can you move?" I asked.
"I-I'm okay." she replied still breathing hard, luckily the driver side door wasn't smashed in so badly to the point that it couldn't open.
A lot of the street racers sighed in relief when Senna got out of the car and told everyone she wasn't hurt, but her car however was a different story though.
"Well it looks like you've won this race Deangelo," Senna said, "I'm pretty much damaged out, shit it's going to cost me a fortune to get my ride redid, plus the tournament is going to be starting real soon and we wont have enough time to get this ride repaired."
"Don't worry about it," I said to her, "My dad and I will get this ride repaired, I'll just take it to my dad's place up in Druid Hills. In the meantime you can borrow one of my cars, but please be careful."
I looked across the street and saw Shinji; he had a huge grin on his face it seems like I managed to impress him and his crew yet again.
With Nuchu…..
"That was amazing, homeboy is truly something!" one of the members of my crew said.
"Using that tow truck as a ramp was pretty ballsy." Matoko said.
"Let's not forget about the gutter run technique either." I said in my mind, of course Deangelo wasn't the only person who knows that little trick, Ping taught me, Nikko and Cory that move as well.
"Come on lets go." I said heading back to the car.
The next day….
Wednesday, January 7th 2009.
Druid Hills, 6:00 pm.
With Deangelo and Sai Saici…..
"Easy, easy." I said as Sai saici and I was trying to take the engine out of the RSX, Sai Saici managed to raise the engine out of the vehicle using the miniature crane.
"We'll put in the new engine after we finish the body work," I said as we lowered the blown engine to the floor, "Right now lets get started on the….."
Before I could finish my sentence I heard sound of car approaching outside of the garage, I opened the garage door and saw three Toyota Supras, one of them was a midnight blue 1994 (A80) Toyota Supra that had a vinyl of a gold dragon on both sides along with a body kit from Toyota Racing Development (TRD for short), from the sound of the engine I could tell that it probably had a V12 twin turbo engine.
The other one was an A70 Toyota Supra, it was colored white and had a TRD body kit it also had black 18 inch rims, carbon fiber hood, black tinted windows and a black spoiler, it had the TRD symbol on both sides as its vinyl.
The last one was also an A80 Toyota Supra it was colored dark red and had a wide body kit from TRD; it had chrome 20 inch rims red neon lights on the bottom of the ride, the windows were lightly tinted with a shade of black, it also had a very unique Hot wheels Acceleracer vinyl that I've never really seen before it had the word Teku (Which means "Tech" in English) on the hood of the ride.
"So I finally get to meet the son of the legendary street king." One of the drivers said getting out of his ride along with the other two drivers as well, "Damn bro, you know you look just like your father, you drive just like him too."
"Yeah I get that a lot," I replied approaching the three, "My name is Deangelo Manson."
"I know who you are," he replied, "My name is Nuchu Akusa, Leader of the Society Of Supras.
The other person who was driving the A70 Supra walked over and shook my hand; he was wearing some brown baggy Dickie pants, a brown paisley bandana style button up shirt, white/brown colored Chuck Taylor shoes and a gold chain around his neck he also had spiky hair, "The name is Andrew Ishikira, I'm the Society Of Supras number two." He said.
The last driver had on some black Air Force Ones, Black Evisu Jeans, a tall white t-shirt, a white gold necklace, and a white bandana tied around his head.
"My name is Matoko Mashimoto, I am the Society Of Supras third in command." He said.
"Well it's good to meet all of you," I said, "So what brings you guys here today?"
"We are here for one thing: to challenge you into a race." Nuchu stated.
Next chapter coming up.
