Executing a reverse at such high speed uphill was no small feat, especially with both cars racing so recklessly!
Cyril, his face flushed with rage, gunned the accelerator, intending to crash head-on into Hannah’s car and send both vehicles spiraling down the mountain.
Everyone held their collective breath.
The atmosphere was so tense, the faintest sound would reverberate.
No one dared to utter a word. Fists clenched, eyes riveted to the screen.
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Just as the fronts of the two cars were inches from impact, Hannah jerked the steering wheel.
Cyril, missing his mark due to momentum, careened towards the mountain’s edge. With split-second reflexes, he slammed on the brakes and twisted the steering wheel.
In that heartbeat, a red blur flashed past him, sprinting to the finish Line.
Hannah crossed the finish line and hit the brakes, whipping the steering wheel around.
She halted precariously at the mountain’s edge.
The crowd seemed to exhale as one, each person drawing a deep, relieved breath.
“Holy shit.”
Some stood agape, voicing their awe, while others were virtually mute, their eyes still fixated on the red race car at the summit.
“What in the world just happened? That was nothing short of miraculous! Snatched from the jaws of death..”
“Is this the prowess that clinched five straight championships? It’s spine-chilling..”
“I’ve got chills! That was out of this world! Tequila is amazing!”
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Amidst the venue’s electric atmosphere, nobody seemed concerned about any financial losses. Instead, the crowd was alive with cheers and shouts.
Lydia sank into her chair, letting out a sigh of relief.
“Thank goodness. Nothing went wrong. Everything’s okay now.”
At the finish line
Hannah exited the race car and took off her helmet. Wet strands of hair clung to her forehead, and the night’s darkness lent her an enigmatic allure.
Rain fell, but she was unbothered. She made her way to the cliff’s edge and stood there, deep in thought.
A black jacket appeared above her head. She glanced up, locking eyes with Bryson, who was staring at the same spot.
He held the jacket over her, standing beside her in silence.