together, we work as an unstoppable Bandini force competing against
everyone else.
Noah enters the pit lane in need of new tires, leaving the track and his
first-place spot open for me. It’s my moment of opportunity.
Everything counts. Every breath, every wheel rotation, every damn
second ticking away.
The pace of my heart increases as I pass another blurring Grandstand
filled with cheering fans. My body hums with a rush of energy. It’s a feeling
unparalleled to anything else. I’ve never been high a day in my life, but I
assume it feels like this—exhilarating and untouchable.I smile behind my
helmet as I drive by the crowds.
Noah returns full force and speeds around me at the latest straight. His
tires shriek as he presses on the brakes at a corner.
I jab the button to switch gears. “Bastard. Always trying to steal the
spotlight.”
“Our computers show that there’s a light shower coming in. For fuck’s
sake, watch for the wet patches and don’t crash into Noah.” James’s voice
echoes through my ear.
“Are they going to let us switch to wet tires?”
“I think the call should be coming in soon. Hang in there.” James mutes
himself.
A sheer mist from Noah’s wheels shoots through the air. Visibility
becomes difficult as Noah’s tires cause more water to splash against my
helmet. I swipe my gloved hand across my visor, wiping away the
condensation.
With my visor clear of water, I grip the steering wheel with both hands.
My breath catches in my throat as I run over a slick patch of pavement.
One breath. One tire rotation. One second to lose it all.
Control escapes my grasp. My car speeds past the corner I should be
turning at. All hell breaks loose as I clutch onto the useless steering wheel.
“Shit. Shit. Shit!” I smash my sneaker against the brakes, but nothing
works to slow my car down fast enough.
“Santiago, fuck! Brace!” James yells out something else, but I can’t
hear him over the blood pounding in my ears.
Everything blurs as the car propels across the gravel at over two-
hundred miles an hour. My car speeds toward the protective barrier without
slowing. The front right wing of my car smashes into the tires lining a