#Chapter15
PYKE
CAMILA’S EYES MESMERIZED as we walk inside the showroom of the annual New York Sports Car Show. Car enthusiasts start inspecting the different car models—either customized and debut ones.
/"Oh, my God, Pyke! A McLaren 570s coupé race-bred dynamics with a 3.8 liter, twin-turbocharged technology, V-eight cylinder engine with a seven-speed transmission, constructed with carbon fiber with a maximum speed of 124mph in 9.5 seconds./" Her hand grips my left arm tighter in excitement.
I smile.
/"Don’t you know that Bruce McLaren was a race car designer, engineer, and inventor? At age of 14 he started joining in a racing competition,/" she adds enthusiastically.
There is nothing else sexier than a woman who’s fond of cars.
