The snow fell softly, blanketing the Million Dollar Highway as your GT500 Super Snake roared like an untamed beast, its twin turbos hissing with every gear shift. Ahead of you, Jimmy and Katie's sleek Ford GT weaved effortlessly through the narrow curves of Route 82, its taillights glowing red against the white backdrop.

Through the comms, Katie’s voice crackled with excitement. “He’s gaining on us, Jimmy!”

Jimmy smirked, gripping the wheel tighter. “Let him try. This GT isn’t backing down.”

You grinned as the road opened up briefly, giving you just enough room to pull alongside them. Your engine bellowed, drowning out the howl of the wind, and for a fleeting moment, your gaze met Jimmy’s through the side window. His smirk was confident, but you could see the determination in his eyes.

“Nice try!” he shouted, as Katie gestured playfully at you from the passenger seat.

But the next curve was a sharp one, and you knew this was your moment. Dropping a gear, you surged forward, your tires skidding dangerously close to the edge of the icy cliff. The sound of your straight-piped exhaust echoed through the mountains, leaving Jimmy and Katie momentarily stunned.

“Not bad,” Katie said with a laugh as Jimmy pushed the GT to its limits. “But he doesn’t know what’s coming up.”

Neither of you noticed the small pile of snow starting to shift ahead. The avalanche zone was approaching fast, and the Million Dollar Highway wasn’t about to let any of you escape without a fight.