I slipped into the garage quietly, careful not to let anyone notice me. The shop always had a metallic smell and a lot of oil. Today, I had one goal. I watched my boss for days, how he installed nitros into cars, the small tweaks he made, the way he adjusted the pressure and the cylinders.
I wanted to take that same idea and put it into my bike since I have done it on my first day but I wasn't exactly perfect at it, however it didn't stop me from doing what I wanted. I knew I just had to be careful. If anyone found out what I was doing before the race, it would all be over.
I crouched beside the bike, my hands moving carefully over the parts. I whispered instructions to myself, imagining each step before I did it. A few hours passed, but I didn’t notice. Sweat ran down my back, my arms a
