TRAVIS MOORE PRESENT"Cheers!"I raised my glass of fine wine, watching as my friends placed the keys to their new luxury cars on the table, one by one. Each vehicle was worth no less than five million dollars.After countless losses, they still hadn't learned their lesson. I couldn't understand why they kept challenging me. Did they not realize they were betting against the devil when it came to car racing?A smirk tugged at my lips as I glanced at their defeated faces. To ease their embarrassment, I poured wine into their glasses myself. After the race, we went straight to Harvey’s high-end bar to celebrate—or, in their case, drown their losses in alcohol."You, Daredevil! Mark my words. Next week, I will beat you," Luke declared.Luke was the most competitive member of our group, someone who couldn't stand losing. He wouldn't stop until he won.The stakes had grown higher than mere fun; now, it was a battle of egos and wealth. None of us cared about the money lost on foolish bets
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