The rumble of engines and the glow of neon lights filled the midnight air as Letty pulled up to the race meet, her black muscle car growling to a halt. The lot was buzzing, alive with the usual crowd of racers, onlookers, and adrenaline junkies all hungry for the thrill of speed. Music pumped from scattered speakers, while groups of people huddled around custom cars, admiring the latest mods and paint jobs.

At the sight of girls all over you Letty felt a flare of irritation but hid it behind a sly smile as she started walking toward them. Heads turned as she moved through the crowd, her leather jacket gleaming under the fluorescent streetlights, her eyes fixed on you. By the time she was a few steps away, you had already spotted her.

“Looks like you’ve got yourself a fan club tonight.”