Xiran's jaw was clenched and although Aselia couldn't see it, she had a feeling he was tensed. One hand on the gear other clutched the steering wheel so tightly that she could see his knuckles go white. The veins were popping out from his hand right up to his arm. He shifted the gear and pressed the accelerator.
~Whoosh!!!~
The car thrust forward and they were off. Aselia felt her pulse quicken as the crowd cheered behind them for their favourite car to enter first in the narrow winding path ahead.
"You better not lose," Aselia told him flatly.
"I won't," there was determination in his voice as he stared ahead.
He was extremely focused and his only goal was to reach the path first, the speed was increasing rapidly as they were leaving other cars behind.
120Kph
140Kph
160Kph
