The young man who invited them in was named James Blythe, and tonight he had called on his friends to race at the racetrack.
And the prize for tonight's champion was a white Shelby Supercars placed on the racetrack's podium, worth a hundred million, purchased by the money pooled together by these young heirs.
This prize, even in their circle, could be considered top-notch, and something they could show off proudly.
At the start of the race, James lost to a female racer invited by a man named Elijah Lindsay.
"Elijah, you're cheating! You actually had a woman drive for you!"
The racer who got out of the car had flowing long hair and was a beautiful woman.
Elijah sat there, smoking, laughing: "If you've got the ability, you can ask your woman to drive for you too."
After quarreling with Elijah for a while, James walked over and sat down next to Treton Smith, sounding dejected, "Damn, I lost the very first round!"
