Serial Killer Round 43 - Welcome to the Killtona 500 (Finish Line Reached! Race is Over!)
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The race coming up this weekend was the biggest one in my career thus far. I'd been driving against the clock on some nearby mountain roads, getting used to the way my Challenger handled with the modifications I had made to the suspension and drivetrain. Good thing there weren't any cops this far out...
My times were getting better, especially on the downhill run. I was only slightly worried about the cliff on the downhill side, but the car felt sure enough that I had no problem pushing it. I was just getting ready for my final run of the evening when another car showed up...
Some rich bastard taking his Ferrari out for a spin, I was thinking. At least, I was until he pulled up and revved his engine. Not one to pass up a challenge, I let the 440 answer the high-revving import with a throaty roar. Tires screamed in protest as smoke roiled from the back of our cars, and we were quickly barreling down the hill.
It was clear to me that the other driver was fairly skilled, easily keeping pace on the winding mountain roads. The import was built for this kind of driving, while I had to work my heavy piece of Detroit iron for every smidgen of grip I could get out of it. Little did I know just what he was planning, however...
The other driver stutter-stepped his car just enough to let me take the lead around the tightest turn on the mountain, which also had the steepest drop. As I tried to keep the outside line, he tapped my rear quarter with his bumper, turning my car sideways in the middle of the road in front of him, and he drove us off the edge... Musta found it funny, killing himself to take me out, or why would he do it otherwise?
My times were getting better, especially on the downhill run. I was only slightly worried about the cliff on the downhill side, but the car felt sure enough that I had no problem pushing it. I was just getting ready for my final run of the evening when another car showed up...
Some rich bastard taking his Ferrari out for a spin, I was thinking. At least, I was until he pulled up and revved his engine. Not one to pass up a challenge, I let the 440 answer the high-revving import with a throaty roar. Tires screamed in protest as smoke roiled from the back of our cars, and we were quickly barreling down the hill.
It was clear to me that the other driver was fairly skilled, easily keeping pace on the winding mountain roads. The import was built for this kind of driving, while I had to work my heavy piece of Detroit iron for every smidgen of grip I could get out of it. Little did I know just what he was planning, however...
The other driver stutter-stepped his car just enough to let me take the lead around the tightest turn on the mountain, which also had the steepest drop. As I tried to keep the outside line, he tapped my rear quarter with his bumper, turning my car sideways in the middle of the road in front of him, and he drove us off the edge... Musta found it funny, killing himself to take me out, or why would he do it otherwise?
Not my best work, but it's kinda late and I was distracted by the internets...
The big race is coming up this weekend. I better figure something out if I want to even compete with all of these other... expensive cars. My Pontiac simply does not have the guts for a drag race. Perhaps I could borrow my friend's Eclipse? No, that would not work. Buying a new car is out of the question, but what if... maybe? Yes. Yes, I could afford to rent a car. How about a fast one at that?
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I'm on the road now. WEEEEE! This Ferrari is absolutely hitting the spot. I'm gunning up and down and all around these hills. What's that I see up there? Why it's a Challenger, simply asking for me to engage it in a race. Now I can really put this rental through its paces.
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Okay, so he accepted my challenge. Handling the Ferrari hasn't been too difficult on these winding roads, but it's beginning to drag on for too long. I need to finish this race, preferably sooner than later. It looks like we're nearing this next curve. I'll just let him pass ahead for the turn, and then I'll blow him away!
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He's taking the turn harder than I expected. I have to catch up, now. I slam my foot onto the gas pedal, attempting to get as close behind him as possible. Then the power steering failed. There's no way I can take this turn. I'm not about to lose this race. Never. I'm heading straight for the edge now. Yes! I just clipped the edge of his car. We're both spinning off and over the cliff!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-I WIN-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
I hope it was a fiery and spectacular death.
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I'm on the road now. WEEEEE! This Ferrari is absolutely hitting the spot. I'm gunning up and down and all around these hills. What's that I see up there? Why it's a Challenger, simply asking for me to engage it in a race. Now I can really put this rental through its paces.
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Okay, so he accepted my challenge. Handling the Ferrari hasn't been too difficult on these winding roads, but it's beginning to drag on for too long. I need to finish this race, preferably sooner than later. It looks like we're nearing this next curve. I'll just let him pass ahead for the turn, and then I'll blow him away!
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He's taking the turn harder than I expected. I have to catch up, now. I slam my foot onto the gas pedal, attempting to get as close behind him as possible. Then the power steering failed. There's no way I can take this turn. I'm not about to lose this race. Never. I'm heading straight for the edge now. Yes! I just clipped the edge of his car. We're both spinning off and over the cliff!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-I WIN-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
I hope it was a fiery and spectacular death.
@Zero: That's fine, at least you used your role. :0
The victim might not see it the same way, though. xD
The victim might not see it the same way, though. xD