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At first, the car made a slow turn. The speed did not reach one hundred kilometers per hour. The pilot was just getting to know the power of the engine, letting his experience take care of the moment.

On the second lap, his foot weighed on the pedal. Every second the sports car got faster, finishing the curves in record time. Evans was focused but also relaxed. That was the only time he could turn off all his senses and worry only about crossing the finish line.

When he passed the pit stop, the booming and powerful noise was even more explicit. Steady, steady accelerating made the tires resonate with friction on the asphalt.

Fascinated by Evans' headstrong way of driving, Lora couldn't contain the urge to get up. The woman was too agitated to watch from afar. And as she walked forward, she heard the taps of Lana's heels. The blonde was leaving the racetrack pavilion and entering the safe side of the track.

- "Lora" she called. The sound was muffled by the car's engine growling in a