Chapter 9“Gentlemen, start your engines…” an announcer said.
Geoff sat in the front row, where he could see Travis’s white race car and the eleven others revving their engines, ready to pour on the gas when the lights on either side of the track turned green. Geoff could only see the front of the car and not Travis, who was hidden under goggles and a helmet, his hands tight on the steering wheel.
The excitement around Geoff was infectious. He kept an eye on Travis’s car and another on the set of lights, which suddenly began to change from red to yellow and then green. The announcer’s voice shouted above the roar of the race car engines and cheers from the spectators.
“They’re off! And already Travis McAllan, number twenty-six, has pulled into the lead…”
Geoff rose out of his seat, his
