"Fucking hell..." Liam muttered under his breath as he tried to overtake your car.

You were halfway through the final lap, and you were on the 2nd place with Liam right behind you. Him and his team were your long time rivals, so every race finished above Carlin was a success. The race ended, seeing Liam off the podium made you smirk, and his angry gaze builded up your ego.