GawinSome nights you lose a race and you just feel like shit. Other nights you lose and then the universe decides to drop the biggest “fuck you” right on your head while you’re still angry. Tonight was that kind of night.I was in the changing room pulling my jacket on when Boston started yapping like he always does.“Gawin, you ready or what? We’re up soon and I don’t wanna look like idiots again.”“Shut up, I’m coming,” I snapped back, zipping the jacket so hard the zipper almost broke. “It’s not like the track is gonna run away if we’re two minutes late.”Coach walked in right then, face all tight and serious. He pointed at us. “Listen, you two. Joss and Arnold are racing dirty tonight. They drift like they don’t give a damn about crashing or killing someone. Be careful out there. Don’t let them bait you into something stupid.”Boston rolled his eyes. “Coach, we know. Those two are ruthless pricks. Arnold pushes like he owns the road and Joss just laughs while he does it.”“Yeah,
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