"Hey, punk!"
On the winding roads of Autumn Name Mountain, a sports car lowered its window and the driver flipped his middle finger at the driver beside him! "If you want to overtake me, you might need to wait until the next lifetime!"
After saying this, he raised the window, slammed the accelerator, and left the people behind in the dust.
"Xiaoming, I just overtook thirteen cars. My only opponent is that Wuling you see ahead. I've heard he's calling himself the King of the Curves, and I'm planning to teach him a lesson on the next curve!"
"Thayer, don't be overconfident or complacent. I initially thought he was just hyped up, but in the end, I even lost a sports car to him. That guy's title as King of the Curves is not just for show."
A voice came through the walkie-talkie, from a companion.
"No big deal. Since I've been in this circle, I've not lost a single race. I'm betting my underwear with him! Haha, it's humiliating. I'm going to make sure he loses even his shorts!"
