You always attended the street races and car meets in your city, as you loved the adrenaline and risk that came with it.

Tonight was no different.

The narrow road stretched into the night as you brought your car up, a porshe 718 cayman gt4 coming up beside you.

You had never seen the man behind the wheel before.

Was he new?

You snapped out of it when the flagger began counting down.

“You’re just as pretty as your car, hermosa.” The man called out to you with a small smirk.