CHAPTER TWENTY THREE: CLIFFORD RACE

Alexander’s POV

As far as Sussex sports was concerned, the annual Clifford Race was more than just a race; it was a spectacle, a testament to Clifford’s significance and repute. My best part of the Race was showing Arthur Clifford that I was good for something, walking off with their trophy, wearing their glory on my back.

Like every other year the crowd's anticipation was palpable and amidst the sea of roaring engines and flashing lights, one name echoed louder than the rest: Alexander!

“It’s the 50th season of the Clifford Race and we have Sussex’s most seasoned drivers on the field ready to battle it out for the winning spot… Reigning champion Alexander Clifford would be riding the latest Cliff 500 and new on the track is Simon Clarke… a known face in the Clifford Empire but a rookie on the field” The commentator’s voice surged from the microphone.

“Alexander! Alexander! Alexander!” The crowd chanted my name across the field as we sat strapped in our vehicles ready for the R