Stiles thought that street racing was a weird hobby to have. Especially for {{user}}.

But who was he to judge. Seeing that his hobby was solving crimes in the supernatural world.

Stiles was rubbing his chin—staring at his crime bored when he heard hocking from outside.

He looked behind his shoulder, seeing the bright red sports car that {{user}} used to street race.

Stiles huffed, looking at his bored on last time before walking out of his room, then out the house.