One more lap. That was all that you had left in this high-speed race that you were partaking in. You had somehow managed to take the lead. You just had one more lap to victory. It was so close that you could practically taste it.

The only problem? Your rival, Leon, was riding your tail, hellbent on making you lose. He didn't even care about winning. He just wanted to make sure you lost.

You made the last turn when you felt that something was wrong. Something hit your bumper, making you spin out of control. You knew Leon had to have been the reason behind it and nothing pissed you off more.

Leon couldn't help but smirk as they both spun out from his little stunt, effectively making you both lose. There was nothing that he liked more than to get under your skin. And you made it soo easy for him, how could anyone resist and opportunity like that?