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Red Mountain, 7:40 pm.
With Deangelo……
The drivers of the SOS car club made their way into the parking lot area, "I think this is the car club that was speeding down the freeway a couple of days back." I said in my mind now that I thought about it.
Nuchu, Andrew, Motoko and the other members of the all Supra car club got out of their vehicles, Nuchu and his two lieutenants walked up towards me.
"Yo Deangelo, that's a nice ride homie." Nuchu complimented, "Though I can't see myself driving something like this."
The car that I chose for this race was my 1967 Ford Mustang (nicknamed "Eleanor"), this muscle car was customized for touge races, Naruto and I managed to do some work on the suspensions so cutting around the corners is going to be easy.
"Huh, a tuner guy all the way I see?" I said with a smirk, "Well I ain't mad at ya, so who's gonna be leading and who's gonna do the chasing?"
"We'll decide in a coin toss," Sakura stepped in taking out a quarter, "Deangelo, Matoko, choose a side."
"I choose heads." I said.
"I choose tails." Matoko said.
Sakura flipped the quarter into the air, the quarter fell to the ground with a ringing noise and with that Matoko won the coin toss.
"Since I won, I will be the pursuer." He said.
"Okay fine by me." I replied heading to the Mustang.
Both Matoko and I fired our cars up and headed for the starting line, a lot of bystanders were anxiously looking on waiting for the race to begin.
Shinji and the Visoreds were watching on as well, "I hope you guys are taking notes." I said revving the engine.
"Deangelo, do your best." Sakura said as she walked up to the front to start the race, I put my racing gloves on getting prepared.
Sakura raised both her hands in the air signaling us to get ready, both engines started to rev loudly echoing through Red Mountain, my left hand were tightly gripping the steering wheel while my right hand was on the gearshift.
"Okay counting down," Sakura said, "10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, GO!"
I slammed my foot down on the accelerator as both Matoko and I left the starting line leaving a cloud of smoke behind us, I put the car in first and second gear as I sped down the straightaway going 60 mph, with Matoko right behind me, "I'm gonna try to end this shit on the first run." I said.
With Nuchu and Andrew……
"Of all the cars that dude has chosen, why a muscle car?" One member of my crew said, "It's like he wants to lose, muscle cars are good when it comes to speed but their handling sucks ass."
"Well it is true," I said, "But if you tune it just right, and put in the right parts you can drift around corners like a tuner."
"I'm surprised that Matoko decided to do the chasing," Andrew said, "Most of the time he's doing the leading."
"Maybe the race would already be over if he was leading?" another member asked.
"So what, he's flaunting his confidence?"
"No not at all," I answered them, "To be honest I would do the chasing as well, just to see how fast my opponent is, if my opponent puts on a lackluster performance and disappoints me all I have to do is pass him/her and end the race."
But the way Deangelo drives I doubt that he'll put on a piss poor performance.
With Deangelo…..
*SCREEEEEEEEEEEECH*
My right foot was working the brake and gas while my left was working the clutch pedal as Matoko and I went drifting around the first corner, "Don't look in the rearview, don't look in the rearview." I said to myself trying to resist the urge.
Now I don't have a problem looking in the rearview when I'm in other races (like drag racing, sprint, etc.), but when it comes to mountain pass racing it's very different, like my father said touge races are all about concentration, the first to lose concentration loses the race.
I sped down the straightaway with Matoko right behind me, he was just being patient waiting for his opportunity to overtake me.
After a few minutes the urge of trying to look in the rearview died down, I pressed my foot on the brake as I went drifting around the second corner with Matoko still behind me.
"Judging by the sound of the Supra's engine, I could tell that it's probably got a 2JZ-GTE engine underneath the hood." I said.
While the race between Deangelo and Makoto was going on, elsewhere the race between the Unbeatable Street Racers and the ATL chapter of American Royalty was about to start……
Patten Park, 7:59 pm.
With Sai Saici…
Both me and my opponent line up simultaneously at the starting line, my opponent (Who is the American Royalty lieutenant), was driving a 2005 Mustang.
I managed to do a little bit of work on my RX-7, I managed to install a new turbo kit for this ride, plus I also took the vinyl flag off of my ride and placed a new vinyl.
The vinyl had a deck of playing cards and of them had the ace of spades on top of them, "Sai Saici don't let us down man." Senna said as she poked her head through the driver side window.
"Trust me, I won't." Was the only thing I said once Senna headed back to her crew, there were people that were cheering for me and cheering for the lieutenant of American Royalty.
"Yo kid, do you really think that hairdryer you call an import tuner can really beat something that has American muscle?" the driver asked tauntingly.
"I don't think buddy, I know." I answered, one of the race officials finally came up to the front carrying a flag in his hands.
"Alright I'm counting down, get ready!" he said holding the flag up, "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, GO!"
Red Mountain, 8:05 pm.
With Deangelo…
Matoko tried to pass me from the inside but I managed to block him as we drifted around the eleventh turn, we were almost close to the halfway point all I needed to do was hold on just a little bit longer.
Matoko over the last few miles or so was trying to get me to look in the rearview mirror by getting up close behind me, but that little trick didn't work and he's probably realized that by now.
"Sorry dude, you ain't gonna get a reaction from me at all man." I said still focusing on the road.
We went speeding down the straightaway going almost 85 mph, Matoko still kept on driving up close behind me trying to get a reaction from but he might as well give it up.
In a last effort to try to pass me Matoko tried to pass me from the outside as we went drifting around the last turn, but unfortunately I managed to block him.
I let out a huge sigh once I made it to the first checkpoint; surprisingly enough Sakura, Ino and the rest of the crew were waiting for us to arrive.
"I'm glad you guys are down here," I said lowering the driver side window, "You got any bottled water?"
Ino managed to reach into a cooler and took out a bottle of water and gave it to me, "How's Matoko back there?" I asked Ino.
"He's a little exhausted like you are, but he's alright." She answered.
"Yeah, man that dude is extremely tough; I'm surprised he managed to keep up with me."
After a few minutes of trying to rest up we managed to swap places, this time I was doing the chasing and Matoko was doing the leading.
"Okay we will start the second run!" Sakura said.
While Sakura was counting down I was a little worried about the condition of the tires, they were worn out but not severely though, I was a little too trigger happy on the brake pedal during the first run I'll try to not brake so much on this run.
"When we approach the last four turns that's when I'll make my move." I said to myself, I was gonna have to use that trick that I used when I was racing against Senna. If the first gutter run doesn't do then I'll have to use the second one and focus on acceleration.
We accelerated out of the starting line slowly at first, but after a few minutes we started to pick up speed Matoko was going very faster than I expected.
"Shit this is bad," I muttered pressing my foot on the gas, "Can I keep up with this dude?"
I pressed my right foot on both the brake pedal and the gas while my left foot was working the clutch as we went drifting around the first corner, Matoko was trying his hardest to pull away from me but I was right on his tail.
As we went drifting around the second corner I started to notice something, Matoko's steering was starting to get sluggish, "It's got to be his tires," I muttered, "He's put a lot of stress on them just like I did, but just how badly his tires are worn out though?"
Both Matoko and I pretty much overdid it on the first run, doing all those inertial drifts and such will do that to the tires.
Interstate 50, 8:20 pm.
With Sai Saici….
"He's right on my tail," I said speeding down the road, "It's like I'm being hunted down, shit he must've did some serious modifications to the engine."
I was trying everything in my powers to try to shake him, but it was almost impossible, we sped through the downtown area going an astonishing 200 mph.
As we approached the first corner my opponent pulled out from behind me and sped up on the right side of me until we were perfectly side by side, "Shit this is not good!" I said as we drift around the corner, my opponent was attacking from the outside, there was nowhere for me to go I was stuck and I couldn't get in front.
"Damn, damn, damn!" I yelled out, "I can't fully use the engine's power!"
The opponent in the Mustang managed to overtake me and gain the lead after we left the first corner, I could see flames escaping from the tailpipes as he unleashed the nitrous oxide, "No…..no I can't lose, I won't lose!" I said pressing the nitrous oxide button.
Red Mountain, 8:25 pm.
With Deangelo….
Both Matoko and I were being extremely trigger happy with the brake pedal as we approached a series of sharp S-Bends (as if the tires weren't worn out enough), I was sweating bullets as I went drifting around bend after bend.
Both I and my opponent were feeling the effects of the worn out tires, both of us were braking more frequently than we were during the first run.
"Now I'm definitely gonna have to use the gutter run," I said, "My tires won't even be able to grip those last sharp turns."
Next chapter coming up.
