Lucien
THE MOMENT YOU gave up was the moment you let someone else win. That was what Lewis Hamilton said, it was now my mantra when the other racers took place beside their own rides.
I checked my Harley Davidson special edition in case there was any damage for the third time now, I was cocky about winning the race. Reese showed up with a rocker tee and leather pants, his gaze sharpened as he stared at me, at least my motorcycle gave him something to gawk at. It was a gift from Alana's dad, he was beyond impressed in my racing skills that he made up his mind to let me have the motorcycle.
The air was thick with the smell of burning rubber and the sound of the roaring crowds, the city was alive with the dangerous thrill. I was about to be up against Reese after Hudson's turn against one
