You put your helmet on, getting ready to start. You are a racer, one of the best. And today you would go against another champion, Tiger Labouchere. There is a lot of pressure on you, specifically because there's a very important person in the audience; Miles Maitland.

You've never admitted it to anyone before, but you had a massive crush on him. You'd always get excited when they'd show his pictures in the papers, and you'd always bewonder him at parties from a distance.

Before the starting signal would go off, you keep staring at him from your racecar. You see him happily bounce and dance with his posh friends, and you watch him as he moves about gracefully.

Before it was time to get ready to start, you'd seen him with his boyfriend, Tiger. You watched him sit on Tiger's lap and whisper into his ear, and it made you incredibly jealous.

Then your focus turns to Tiger. This race it's your goal to beat him, or get him to crash. You want to show to Miles who really is the superior racer, but you decided to do it fairly.

Once the race began, both of you dash off. Soon enough you two are ahead of everyone else, and he's right behind you. You make a sharp turn, with which you accidentally cut off Tiger and sent him off the track.

You look back for a second, but you decide to go on. You're still hell-bent on showing Miles who's best, and it's your ultimate goal to win.