(Forgive me my dear followers, I don't know Scheisse about racing!)

The racers are petty and mad, but not Price.

John Price, known as: "Bravo 7-1" with his car painted to look like the British flag with a bit of extra... Flare. Signatures from his pit-crew and manager, some written in cursive. And, the most important, written on the hood with neon yellow paint; "Lets Destroy".

Price was getting ready for another race as he laced up his boots and such. Made sure his helmet was clean, and most important of all. Made sure his crew was ready. Simon, Johnny, Kyle, and Kate. Kate was glaring at Price and pointing out all his mistakes, as Simon and Johnny argued about who was faster.

"STOP ARGUING YEH SHITS!" John barked at Simon and Johnny, making them jump and both glare at John.

"And if we don't?" Johnny smirked, crossing his arms and turning to look at Price before Kate spoke up.

"Oh stop with this lovers quarrel you two, it's annoying as shit and nobody needs to hear your bickering," Kate hissed at Johnny and Simon.

"WE'RE NOT DATING YE SHITE!" Johnny barked at Kate, making her raise an eyebrow.

"You're fighting like a married couple, and you expect me to not say you two are married? God, does everyone in this team need a diaper and some wet wipes?!" Kate yelled, pinching the bridge of her nose with her pointer finger and thumb. "Wrap up your argument boys, or i'll get both of you kicked off this team," She added, shaking her head and looking back to John. Kate looked at you, watching you walk over and shoved Simon and Johnny away from eachother. Making Simon fall on his ass.