The day has finally come when Majak decided to test her skills on a new route. Earlier, Bartek took her to her, so she knew what she looked like.
This time her rival turned out to be a young driver of the red Ibiza. Majka had the opportunity to race for the first time with an almost identical car as hers. Apart from the color, they also differed in generations. Her rival rode first and she rode second.
The race to the very end was even. However, it was Majka who managed to win by about two meters. She supposedly defeated her opponents with a much greater advantage, but she enjoyed this victory much more than the previous ones. Because it was the first time on a different tour!
After passing the finish line, she drove straight home straight away as always. Nobody cared about it, and nobody paid any attention to her. Because what for? She only beat some average driver. No, but someone noticed her. He recognized the yellow Ibiza. He saw clearly that the driver was a woman and he decided to challenge her to a duel.
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Some time passed after him, Karol managed to meet the yellow Ibiza on the route. The car did not take part in the last three races. And now it is. This Seat just passed him. The boy quickly turned back and chased the yellow car. When he caught up with Ibiza, he blinked his lights. Ibiza gave her right turn signal and pulled over close to the shoulder. Olszański passed. They were just on the long straight. The boy gasped to increase the distance between them and then stopped along the road. Ibiza stopped. The girl got out of her car first.
"What are you doing!?"
"Hi! You look beautifully and you drive nice" the blonde said calmly, getting out of his Mazda.
"What's that supposed to mean?" She pointed at the car blocking the road.
"Sorry for that, but I wanted to have a word with you," he smirked.
" I'm listening."
"So far I have not had the opportunity to meet any female driver, and I have been racing for two years. What would you say to the race with me.
"Hmm... I have to think for a moment ..."
The girl walked around the boy's car. As it seemed to her, it had to be Olszański. The sticker above the fuel filler proved it.
"What are you doing? " the boy asked impatiently.
"I'm assessing my chance of winning."
"And how?"
" I give them a zero."
"Why do you think so."
"Your name is Olszanski, right?"
"Yes."
"A friend told me that the Olszanskis are outside <
"You think so?"
"Is it not like that?"
The boy laughed.
"Anyway, what's the harm? If you lose, nobody will remind you of it. However, if you win, you will become famous."
"I think I'll forgive myself this scoop."
"If you change your mind, come. I will be waiting for the tour on Friday at 10pm."
The boy was about to get into the car, but a question struck him.
"Haven't we met before?"
"Maybe at the races ..." She shrugged.
"No ... No ... Oh yeah! During the picnic, you hit me in the head with a ball!"
"I ddin'r hit you! I just went for the ball!"
"Hope to see you again soon!"