UNO
I agreed to race the very night Mysty and I arrived back home. My girl was busy editing her novel, but she went to watch me back on the streets.
At first, I had no idea who I was racing with, but when the burnout started, my opponent rolled down the car's window.
“Hello, Mr. Uno!” Jojo said and saluted at me.
Why the hell was she here? She wasn’t planning on anything, right? That would be wild! This street race must be her first time on the streets. Because I remembered her mentioning that she never did it since her father was a cop.
“Jojo?” I asked. I should not have said that because it was her.
She rolled up her windows, so I did the same. I wore a helmet and gloves and ran my hands on the steering wheel. The countdown started, and I sped up to the max when the stoplight
