The derogatory headlines from last night were replaced with a new narrative.
“Cyril intended to sabotage his rival but ended up falling off the cliff! The true puppeteer has faced retribution!”
The comments overwhelmingly sided with Hannah.
“Holy shit!! What a turn of events! She showcased her determination and won the contest! And she’s absolutely gorgeous as well!”
“He tried to unnerve her before the competition. He intentionally unsettled others’ emotions prior to the competition. What a despicable move!”
“Rumor has it that his sponsor had a huge bet on him. Did he face lethal consequences for losing?”
“I’ve seen stories like this before; hard to say if they’re true.
But the footage makes it pretty clear. He was aiming for her! He’s remarkably devious!”
“I learned about that incident years ago. Tequila couldn’t compete, so her friend stepped in for her. That same person was responsible for her friend’s fatal fall off the mountain!”
Online outrage erupted.
“It’s obvious Tequila aimed to honor her friend by winning the contest. Someone’s clearly manipulating public sentiment. There must be puppet masters pulling the strings of public opinion!”
But some people had taken issue with her aggressive driving, berating her through social media for ignoring all advice from her co-driver.
They labeled her as reckless.
Many insisted her survival was mere luck, claiming anyone else would have met their doom ages ago.
Once word spread that her co-driver was none other than Bryson Mitchell, the criticism intensified. People accused her of endangering Bryson as well.
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Bryson, a young, wealthy heartthrob, was frequently in the limelight, even though he barely used Twitter. Still, he had garnered a loyal fanbase whose online critiques of her were not to be taken Lightly.
It dawned on her why Bryson had suggested she take a break for a few days.
Hannah looked at her phone, contemplating for a moment before sending out a tweet.
“My decision to race had personal reasons, which I’d rather not delve into here. I owe my co-driver an apology. I was on edge yesterday and too set on winning, compromising our safety. I will no longer compete in official races. Thanks for your concerns.”
Shortly after she tweeted, her mentions were inundated with comments.
“Keep pushing!”
“Why risk others if you want to risk yourself? What if something went wrong? Would you be accountable?”
“So you’re sorry now? Think a tweet will cut it?”
“She won, didn’t she? Why are people so hostile?”