It was the last lap and Lucy was slightly trailing behind first place. But she knew what she was doing. You NEVER want to be in first place on the last lap unless you know you can win by a significant amount. She smiled as the all too familiar whistling sound of a blue seeker shell hissed through the television speakers. She made sure she kept her distance away from first place, Ryan, so that she didn’t get caught in the crossfire.
“Who threw the blue shell?!” Ryan growled as he glanced over at Enzo and Lenny. Lenny let out an airy laugh.
The blue shell collided with Ryan’s cart halting his speed and sending him flying into the air. Through the smoke of the collision Lucy sped through. She had saved her speed boost just for this moment. With the finish line in her sight, she released h
