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Street Racing

She's driving past the empty mountain road when she sees a familiar GTR coming from the opposite direction.
 
Tyrako saw a Mustang Cobra while serving in the mountains and smiled. "Hey." He said through the radio with a smile.
 
"Yup. Just getting used to being behind the wheel again." Tyrako said and drove over to the Cobra.
 
Vanessa stops the car when Tyrako drives over. She steps out of the vehicle. "You're doing pretty good." And pretty hot, too.
 
"Yeah thanks." Tyrako said with a smile and got out of the car. "This place is great for a off road race, Huh?" He said, looking around their surrounding.
 
"It's pretty nice." Vanessa takes it all in, her knees wobbling when she checks out the deck of trees dancing at the bottom of the hill. "It's scary, though."
 
"It's a bit tricky to get up but not too much of a trouble." Tyrako said. "Also... The police contact me and they said that they found the car that hit me... But not who." He sighed.
 
Unless the car magically swings off the cliff and turns overhead into the wild burst of trees. That's not something she'd like to imagine. "Do you plan on hitting charges?"
 
"Maybe... But before that, I'll be getting their turf if they are racers around here. It seemed that I was targeted for an assassination." Tyrako said.
 
"That . . . seems kind of harsh," Vanessa comments. Assassination on Tyrako? And because of what? Jealousy? That seems like the kind of stupid stuff people do in movies.
 
"They thought that we are easier to take down due to the fact that if one of us goes down, so does the crew. But thanks to you... We can have one person down and still be able to race." Tyrako said with a smile.
 
"Good thing I'm here, then," Vanessa jokes, crossing her arms to prevent the cold from coming in. She looks at him, really looks at him, like she's trying to memorize his features. "We're going to win this race," she murmurs, trying to convince herself that she won't screw up.
 
"We are." Tyrako nodded and came over, hugging her close and kissed her to keep her warm, away from the cold.
 
"What was that for?" She murmurs, burying her face in his chest. He's so warm that it sends shivers down the edges of her spine.
 

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