He had a wife and children at home, he dared not gamble.
He endured.
There were still plenty of chances.
This race was just for 100,000 dollars, it wasn't worth risking it all for that amount.
"Go Hiroji!"
Noda Hiroji smoothly navigated the first bend.
He knew, he could make it!
The bend was not as difficult as he had imagined.
Maybe.
He should have tried this earlier.
The scene was filled with cheers.
Viola Thompson, catching sight of the approaching Noda Hiroji in her rearview mirror, remained calm. Her lips curled up into a small smile as she continued to accelerate.
Noda Hiroji also continued to accelerate.
Just then.
Another sharp turn, Noda Hiroji tried to steer but it was too late. His hands couldn't keep up with the speed of his motorcycle.
The motorcycle was too fast; he had to calculate the speed in advance, and then turn.
Bang!
Noda Hiroji's bike shot straight out of the bend, crashing into the barrier.
Smoke filled the air.
