"And your little one is powerful. I didn't expect it." guy praised my car.
"We'll see what good you have." I replied when I remembered it. "I still don't know your name?" he seemed to ask more than I would say the fact.
"You're sure? Well if you want to know, then you're going to have to keep up." I just shrugged my shoulders and started driving. I wasn't going anywhere, just for a ride.
"Are you really a racer?" I could hear some of mockery in his tone.
"I'm only speeding in the race." I glanced through the front mirror and stopped abruptly. In the back of a car is sleeping a guy! He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me. Those eyes I know them.
"Dodo?" that's all I've plucked.
"What's the only and a special one." he answered still half asleep.
"Who is he?" my 'passenger' asked and I shrugged my shoulders. "He's in your car and you don't know who he is?" I shook my head as the answer. "Then introduce yourself." Now my classmate shook his head. "You're playing the king of silence here or what and what are you going to do at a midnight?" I stayed silent. "Roz. Don't tell me again?" silently looking him in the eye. "Are you kidding? With him?" he first lashed out, and then seriously asked. I shook my head again. But now I have a question.
"What are you doing here? Get out of my car!" and as soon as unwelcome passenger could close the door form the other side, I pressed gas.
"Who is he?"
" What's the difference for you?" we continued steer in silence. Ten minutes later, we were at his house, from there he left the garage with a brand new car.
Fifteen or so minutes later, we were in the race starting spot. I wasn't going to climb out of the car, the windows were mirrored so that those around me wouldn't see who was driving, and if those shigs say something to me, I'm feel sorry. The siren rang and a moment later there was a ciping of the wheels. Looking at the last ones, you can see that they driving well enough, but too poor to get edged me. The main three cars are racing in front. Probably permanent winners of prizes. Between them, 'Guy with a car', he's in the middle. Oh hell, I daydreaming too long. I have to concentrate. Silver Audi A8. Then Striped Ferrari. Gold Ford Mustang. Red Mitsubishi. Even the old man's gully. Blue BMW. Cherry Citruen. Purple Lotus. And three forehand Renoult. And my irreplaceable black Porshe.
Let everyone think the guy's driving. I don't like when others know that person who is driving is a girl and I don't wanna to that happen especially on this track. A couple of minutes later, I found myself at the main trio of this race. They didn't expect someone to come and want to spllop them, but they quickly looked at each other and started working in a team in the minde that they won't let me be first. I took advantage of that one moment when I had a chance, pressed accelerator and overtook the lead and after that fateful moment the guys' cooperation disappeared. But they still wasn't watching each other, but me.
"HOW DID IT HAPPEN?!" the second-place guy rang. 'Guy with the car' remained third. I'm still sitting in the car and laughing at the unsettled guy. How I see my classmate is having fun, too. He was not sad abuot defeat at all. Unlike the fourth and second guys. We're both laughing. But I heard a bled in the window and turned around, there was the same kid I laughed at. He started screaming.
"Who the hell are you?! Why don't you get out of the car?!" He was approached by a 'guy with a car' and calmed down. When they backed away a little I just got out of the car. While everyone was getting ready for the start, I was preparing for this show. Run hair, glasses raised, makeup done. The outfit is just what I need. It's easy.
"I didn't think you were driving so well."
"Huh, but it's a pity I won't know the name," I replied.
"Klaid, you know each other? How and when?" raised eyebrows the same furious guy and was joined by another fourth-place winner.
"So you're three of the best racers, so are your best friends, Klaid?" I asked. "And you don't remember me? Did I change that much?"
"Who is so capable to win the first place!?" a well-known voice. I didn't expect this man here. "Who are you going to be? What do you think, you can come here and race without permission?!" I was overcome by laughter. I want to mess a little with him. Maybe have a little fun?
"If you're screaming like that on me, you're done for."I left my laughter and started to talk seriously. But we are used to shout a one another. "Boy, if you can't teach your students how to drive, why are they driving here? But for me, this driving reminds me of something. I think Roz. It's really her driving," I said, and a friend took a long break before talking again.