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Rebecca Gorin-Artemesia | Watcher | Tagged: Carson

"I build this car with my own two hands. One of a kind." She said with a smile and she looked over at Carson. "I would never work for the cops or a gang. Giving all my scientific discoveries and talents to them? They'd be lucky just to get a bit of help from me." She said getting into the passenger side. "If you are going to run these streets, then you need to learn how to actually drive, so... You drive my baby and then we talk." She then closed the door and waited for him to get in, flipping a few switches inside the car.

[. nash .]

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[ bro • twenty four • outfit • watcher • location : out his garage • tagged : open ]

loud music was something he should really be used to. he lived literally on the street where racer meant up at. loud music was a part of his life and it wasn't like he could do much to stop it. he doubted half the racers would turn down the thumping songs down at his request. but when said music was coming from his garage, at least he had a bit of say on what was playing. that helped a bit honestly. broden was setting up shop, the large metal door that allowed cars to come and go wide open. he'd recently been booked with racing cars for the alannah's race. he was quite surprised as the mass of people turning up who actually was going to race. he only had a few years under his belt with this crowd but it seemed in the recent years, months actually, the crowd seemed to be growing by the minute. it was a bit worrying, rats could possible squirm their ways in but to reject a racer, and possible money opportunities, would never fly with half these racers. broden just knew he was lucky that he wasn't exactly doing illegal things, at least not out right like the racers. what he would give though to be back behind the wheel of a real fast car getting money.

broden wasn't much of a dreamer, he knew he would never be able to race in a serious race. he was lucky he could walk with a cane let alone drive a car. he was thankful just a bit wistful and a tad bit bitter. the tall male sighed softly, stepping out of the warm building into the cooler air. it was just getting to be the time when everyone showed up with the cars and for things to be even louder than before. there were already a few racers lined up, a 'dj' setting up to play some over used but somehow underground version of some pop song. oh boy, he could already feel the head ache coming on.


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[ rhi/rhino/olu • twenty three • outfit • trying to get to the top • location : street • tagged : amaya ]

oliver pulled his jacket closer to himself. he had to say, new york was cold and he had no clue why he left georgia and it's forever warm weather. oli leaned his body onto the car, eyes glancing up and down the rows of people with their cars. he let out a slow breath, noting all the nice cars he would just love to have. not that he didn't have a good car, it was amazing and he was surprised his parents even allowed him to get it. his fingers tapped on the glossy green car, really looking for one person in particular; amaya eide. he wasn't obsessed with her or something, he just really liked her company. she was really the first nice person he encountered here in new york. oli frowned slightly when he didn't notice her and he quickly pulled out his phone to send her a quick text : 'hey. are you coming to the races tonight? i was thinking we could race? see who's better? haha'. of course he knew very well who would win. he was a great driver but she was even better.


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[wringer / zek• twenty five • outfit • king of the roads • location : streets • tagged : daniel ]

ezekiel hadn't meant the make the other actually get in the car and drive. though he couldn't say he was surprised. from what he really knew of daniel, he seemed to do things with out thinking. of course this observation could be wrong but the few times the other was always doing something to get into trouble. zek shrugged his shoulders but nodded, pulling out the old flip phone that honestly just had the basics. the hawaiian clicked the button as soon as the other had shot out from the spot, quicker than he really thought the car could go at that pace. the 'showing off' didn't seem to last all that long before the male seemed to crash the car into someone else's. by the looks from the couple of blocks away, it was a serious crash. thoughts quickly ran through his mind, was anyone hurt, was daniel stuck in the car, were the cars going to blow up from a gas leak? the tall burly man pushed the thoughts aside before jogging towards where daniel had spun into another car.

as soon as he figured out daniel was okay and no one else was hurt, he began to fume at the recklessness of the younger king. he wasn't sure he'd ever been this mad at someone. "are you a special kind of stupid? jesus you could have killed someone. you could have killed yourself." ezekiel shouted, eyes harsh on the younger male. "all this over something as stupid as someone calling your car a piece of crap-- which it really is now. if you and people like you are the future of the streets, i pray to whatever gods there are that they make you become less stupid and impulsive." zek hissed out, glancing at his friends quickly before turning to return to his own car. zek realized his little outburst what really needed but he couldn't really stop the words from spewing from his mouth like that. zek just couldn't believe daniel would be so stupid; whither it was something he did or it was the car...either way he should have been more careful. zek didn't even have a clue about the pulled muscle in his leg or he really would have stopped the other before something like that could have happened. ezekiel let out a slow breath as he pulled up his hair into a rather messy bun, popping the hood of his shelby to look for something to mess with to calm himself down.

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[ cars / dass • eighteen • outfit • trying to get to the top. kinda. • location : streets • tagged : rebecca ]

he could feel nerves fall over him. she was really going to let him drive her car; more so the car she built from scratch. did she even know who she had handed the keys to? surely not cause anyone in their right mind would have never allow him to drive a car so amazing. he visibly shook out his jitters before following after his teacher's motions. "that's a good thing; that you are with a gang or the cops. i mean.." he let out a soft breath. "i don't think the other racers would be very happy with you around if you were...i..i'm gonna quiet down now." he said, pushing the key into the ignition before thinking of what she last said. "i don't know if i'm even good enough to even remotely run the streets but okay." he said turning the car on and driving towards infamous street; trying his literal best to not wreck this car too.

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[ roo • nineteen • outfit • princess of the road• location : broden's garage-> street • tagged : fatality & morrigan ]

the young princess clapped her hands together, a grin on her lips. after a whole day with her head under the hood of her car, she was excited to finally be finished. she had spent the whole afternoon and evening making sure everything with her car was up to par; thankfully broden had a machine that helped with that but she still had to do a lot. the female's eyes drifted out side, the night had come and with it the racers. with her car up to her perfection, she knew she would perform well in the up and coming race and that was a great relief. at least is she lost it wouldn't be because her car gave out. the dark haired female wiped her hands and put away all the things she had brought out. the girl hummed to the music that was playing loudly outside. after quickly cleaning both her car and herself she drove the car out and parked it right next to ezekiel's car; where she'd been parking ever since showing up. the female's eyes drifted up and down the lane, spotting the two sisters with the car and obviously discussing something serious. rooney smiled, walking two the siblings. "hey fatality, how's the kitty cat doing?" she asked, glancing at the car. there was no malice in her tone, it was just what she called any hellcat. roo thought it was clever though it was honestly just more stupid than anything. her eyes then turned to the younger sibling. "how the racing going? did you ever think of boosting with nos? a bit of a cheat but helps in the last mile of the race." she said lightly, honestly just trying to be friendly for once in her life.

[FallingCelestial]

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female // twenty-two // heterosexual // queen of the road // outfit // location: Broden's Garage // tagged: Broden

Danielle road down the road in her favorite car, a black Nissan GTR. She had the music up loud as she pulled into Broden's Garage. She needed her car's oil to be changed and Broden was the right person to go to for things that had to do with your car. She of course would have done it herself but that would require her to get all messy and she was not feeling like it today. She pulled in through the large metal door. She parked the car but left it running along with the music. She opened the door and stepped out. She shut the door behind her and looked around for the familiar retired racer.

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female // twenty-three // heterosexual // watcher // outfit // location: garage // tagged: open

Addison sat in the office of her garage, going through some paper work that she had to get done. Noah played on the floor with a couple of his toy cars and Leah brushed some dolls hair quietly. It had been a quiet day at the garage with no new buys or sells. She hoped business would get better but by the looks of it, it wasn't going to any time soon. It was getting late and she could tell the kids were getting tired but she had to finish this paper work today. She glanced at her phone her mind running off to Kaiden or maybe Liam. Either of them she could call to take the kids home. Liam is probably at work still but I think Kaiden is open. She picked up the phone and dialed the familiar number. A male voice picked up on the other end. There was no doubt that it was Kaiden but he didn't sound like himself. In the background you could hear music blasting and people yelling. She rolled her eyes and hung up not even wanting to waste her time on him. Lets try Liam. She dialed the number but there was no answer. These are times that I hate the most.

She sat her phone down and set her paper work aside. She picked up Noah who was rubbing his eyes now trying to rid himself of the drowsiness. Her took Leah's hand and led the two quiet and tired children to a back room where she kept a fridge, a couch, a table, and some other essentials. She laid the two kids down on the couch and pulled a blanket over them. In minutes they were asleep and left the room.She walked to the open door of her garage and leaned up against the wall. She looked out into the night, a cold breeze hitting her. She pulled her arms close to her and just stood there lost in thought.

[Consulting_Angel]

Theodore Locke
22|Male
Watcher
Tagged: Broden.

Theo looked sharply at the street as someone sped by, almost instinctively taking a step back, although he hadn't been close to the road anyway. He stood still, watching from where he was, eyes widening as the car hit another car. To say that there was some smoke was a vast understatement. He half-considered wandering over, but though he was naive, he wasn't stupid. Besides, they probably didn't want an intrusive audience. Nevertheless, he did find it hard to turn away and just keep walking, though it seemed that no person had been hurt.

A few minutes later, he neared the garage, and he saw the owner - Broden, he was certain of the owner's name - stood outside. Theo strolled closer, and he glanced around for a moment, seeing the DJ was pretty much finished setting up, and several other racers had already arrived. He drew his coat around himself slightly more, fiddling with the zip until he had zipped it up about three quarters of the way. Then, he smiled warmly as he reached Broden, "Hi," he greeted, and paused for a moment, figuring out what to say, then decided to just be direct, "This is going to sound strange, but I was wondering whether or not I could help out sometime at your garage?" he spoke over the music, and quickly continued, "It's just that I'd really like to learn more about the cars and fixing them up,"

[SPWOOF]

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( gender: male ) x ( age: twenty ) x ( nn: shortie; dan; danny ) x ( mood: annoyed ) x ( tags: ezekiel; daniel ) x ( © )
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Daniel ran a dirt and smoke covered hand through his dark hair as he stared at the cars. Thank god that no one had been in the other car at the time, but it was still a huge mess. It was still something that was required to be taken care of, and now who knows if the boy was going to even be able to get another car or whether or not he was even going to if he could. All of his hard work was just gone. Every single time he had gone out to his garage and worked on the vehicle - gone. Every cent he'd paid for a new engine, brakes, transmission - gone. He shook his head before his eyes transfered up and toward Ezekiel, who had made an appearance soon after Dylan.

The male opened his mouth to apologize, but this was very quickly ceased as soon as the other began to yell at him. Daniel did not do well with someone yelling at him. Especially when he was under an immense amount of stress. "Why do you even care! It's not your car and you hate me! I'm sorry that this is me, but live with it or don't even speak to me!" He shot back before rising to his feet, stumbling slightly because of the dizzyness he felt, but he made it before stalking off and down the street. He would get his brother to handle this shortly, but he didn't feel like sticking around so much anymore. The boy wiped his hands off on the one clean spot of his clothes as he walked. By now, his thoughts weren't on the cars themselves, but rather on Ezekiel. He didn't even understand why he had cared, honestly. He could have just walked away instead of yelled at him. Letting out a small huff under his breath, his hands found their way into his pockets.

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Dylan listened as his friend spoke, and with a small nod, he shoved his hands into his pockets. As soon as the other king had made his way over, he could easily spot the look of aggravation on the other male's face. All he hoped was that the other wouldn't yell at him, and Daniel wouldn't counter. Fat chance, he knew. Listening to the two talk - or rather yell - he exhaled a long sigh. They were like two babies in his opinion, really. No one had been harmed, and only Daniel's car was truly totalded. All Dylan had to do was repair the back of his and he would be fine - just a couple hundred. Plus, he was used to these shenanigans. He'd been living with them for years now.

After the both had made their way in an opposite direction, Dylan turned toward the direction Ezekiel was located in and walked over. "You know, you shouldn't have yelled at him." He said in a more serene voice. "I'm not letting him off the hook, though. He wasn't supposed to be racing with a leg like that. He should've contained himself more, but still, yelling doesn't get through to him. He basically just took your words and threw them in a trash bin." He stated as he stood, watching the other work. After all, he wouldn't be able to go home. He'd probably catch a ride home with one of his friends and take care of everything the next morning instead.

[. nash .]

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[ rhi/rhino/olu • twenty three • outfit • trying to get to the top • location : street • tagged : amaya ]

oliver pulled his jacket closer to himself. he had to say, new york was cold and he had no clue why he left georgia and it's forever warm weather. oli leaned his body onto the car, eyes glancing up and down the rows of people with their cars. he let out a slow breath, noting all the nice cars he would just love to have. not that he didn't have a good car, it was amazing and he was surprised his parents even allowed him to get it. his fingers tapped on the glossy green car, really looking for one person in particular; amaya eide. he wasn't obsessed with her or something, he just really liked her company. she was really the first nice person he encountered here in new york. oli frowned slightly when he didn't notice her and he quickly pulled out his phone to send her a quick text : 'hey. are you coming to the races tonight? i was thinking we could race? see who's better? haha'. of course he knew very well who would win. he was a great driver but she was even better.


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[ cars / dass • eighteen • outfit • trying to get to the top. kinda. • location : streets • tagged : rebecca ]

he could feel nerves fall over him. she was really going to let him drive her car; more so the car she built from scratch. did she even know who she had handed the keys to? surely not cause anyone in their right mind would have never allow him to drive a car so amazing. he visibly shook out his jitters before following after his teacher's motions. "that's a good thing; that you are with a gang or the cops. i mean.." he let out a soft breath. "i don't think the other racers would be very happy with you around if you were...i..i'm gonna quiet down now." he said, pushing the key into the ignition before thinking of what she last said. "i don't know if i'm even good enough to even remotely run the streets but okay." he said turning the car on and driving towards infamous street; trying his literal best to not wreck this car too.

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[ roo • nineteen • outfit • princess of the road• location : broden's garage • tagged : fatality & morrigan ]

the young princess clapped her hands together, a grin on her lips. after a whole day with her head under the hood of her car, she was excited to finally be finished. she had spent the whole afternoon and evening making sure everything with her car was up to par; thankfully broden had a machine that helped with that but she still had to do a lot. the female's eyes drifted out side, the night had come and with it the racers. with her car up to her perfection, she knew she would perform well in the up and coming race and that was a great relief. at least is she lost it wouldn't be because her car gave out. the dark haired female wiped her hands and put away all the things she had brought out. the girl hummed to the music that was playing loudly outside. after quickly cleaning both her car and herself she drove the car out and parked it right next to ezekiel's car; where she'd been parking ever since showing up. the female's eyes drifted up and down the lane, spotting the two sisters with the car and obviously discussing something serious. rooney smiled, walking two the siblings. "hey fatality, how's the kitty cat doing?" she asked, glancing at the car. there was no malice in her tone, it was just what she called any hellcat. roo thought it was clever though it was honestly just more stupid than anything. her eyes then turned to the younger sibling. "how the racing going? did you ever think of boosting with nos? a bit of a cheat but helps in the last mile of the race." she said lightly, honestly just trying to be friendly for once in her life.

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[ bro • twenty four • outfit • watcher • location : out his garage • tagged : theodore & danielle ]

broden watched as more and more people showed up; even as there was an obvious crash to which he heard yelling; probably from zek as he'd basically ran up there. he could already tell this night was going to be filled with excitement, if one could call such drama excitement. broden shook his head slightly, pushing himself up from the wall of his garage, starting to head back in when he was stopped by a voice. the male turned to look at the obvious male voice, raising his eye brow slightly. "hello." he returned slowly as he waited for the male to reveal what he actually wanted. his gaze shifted when a car pulled through into his garage. he'd recognize that car anywhere as it did belong to a queen. his attention returned when theodore asked about helping him around the garage, all because he wanted to learn more about fixing up cars and about cars in general. "well, i don't see the harm of you helping out." he said, crossing his arms over his chest. "you wouldn't be touching anyone cars though, not off the bat like this. these racers are picky with who is and isn't allowed around their cars. but we'll give you a shot." he said, grabbing the cane that was rested against the building, motioning the other male to follow him. "if you're serious, you can come see miss. sharpe's car. see if we can help her out." he said.

broden didn't wait for an answer as he went to go see what danielle needed, giving her a friendly grin when he catch her gaze. "miss. sharpe, what can i do you for?" he asked lightly, eyes glancing over to the sleek black car.

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[wringer / zek• twenty five • outfit • king of the roads • location : streets • tagged : dyan ]

did he realize that his yelling probably meant nothing? yes. did he realize that he was being a serious child? again yes but he was't going to apologize. rare had he ever gotten so mad and he wasn't even sure why. he couldn't really say it was because of the possibility of someone getting hurt, cause obviously no one had been. was it just because he didn't want to see the driver hurt? no. zek told himself he could care less about that prick and he was sticking to it. daniel was just some idiotic guy that had no clue when to just let things go. he could only hope that in the case of zek's leaving, that daniel's personality traits would not rub off on the other racers. god, he could see the street shut down and everything that ever was would just be gone. ezekiel didn't know if he would ever be okay with that.

zek didn't exactly expect for someone to actually come up to him after that. most tended to know to leave him alone when he gets into his fits of rage. zek breathed hard through his nose, turning his gaze to daniel's friend; to who he knew no real name or even a nick name. "tell it to someone who cares." zek said, while he kept his voice steady most could tell there should be a coldness to it. zek stood then, glancing towards where the crash had happened. "just tell your friend to not be so stupid, we don't need a death on these streets. or something like what happened to negley." zek requested, seeming to lose most of any type of anger he once had for what happened. the last thing these streets needed was the attention of cop and crashes like that really brought a flashlight to them.

[Consulting_Angel]

Theodore Locke
22|Male
Watcher
Tagged: Broden, Danielle.

"Thank you!" Theo seemed to brighten up more, if that was possible, given he had already been practically beaming. He bounced slightly on his toes, and nodded, elated by the response. He had also already guessed that he probably wouldn't even be allowed to go close to some of the racer's cars - he had seen on a few occasions that amount of care each person took, the last thing they'd want is someone completely inexperienced getting too close. He was just grateful for being given the chance, and there were obviously far worse responses he could have been given. He glanced at the sleek, black Nissan GTR that had just pulled up, slightly in awe, knowing it as one of Danielle Sharpe's cars. Knowing that, though, he thought, was hardly impressive, considering everyone knew the Kings' and Queens' cars.

As Broden motioned to him and walked into the garage, Theo followed him, determined to show that he was being serious. It was a little warmer than he expected, especially as they had just been outside, but it wasn't uncomfortable. He briefly looked around the interior of the garage, and came to a stop near to Broden.

[SPWOOF]

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Daniel shivered slightly. The chilly atmosphere had begun to pierce and claw at his skin, making his entire being crisp and cold. He exhaled a long breath through his lips as he began to make his way toward his house. Breaking this to Wesley was going to be extremely difficult for him, as his older brother tended to become very aggravated at the slightest things. It was probably one of the reasons Danny wasn't okay with yelling, either.

Stepping into his home, he was greeted with a friendly hello from the kitchen. The boy pulled up his hood and he limped over toward the kitchen where he found his older brother washing dishes from a date night he had with his fiancé. "Hey....um...." Daniel struggled to find the right words, his gaze darting away from Wesley's hard, stern stare. "What happened now? What happened with your car?" Wesley asked, his eyebrows furrowing at the younger male's expression of surprise.

"How did you know?" Daniel suddenly asked. "I didn't hear your engine or you park." Wesley stated impatiently, his hands leaning on the kitchen counter. "You were driving again and crashed, didn't you? Is anyone hurt?" He huffed, his stare latched onto the other male's. Daniel shook his head in a response. "Go change. You're going to go apologise to anyone and you're going to pay for the damage you've caused." Wesley informed before continuing with the dishes and turning his optics away and back toward the dishes. Daniel opened his mouth to protest, but he closed it instantly and stomped up the stairs.

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Dylan shook his head at the other. "You two are so blind. Can't even see your own feelings." He stated before turning and walking away. He'd much rather be at home than this wretched place, but he was very aware that Daniel would be returning. Wesley was very persistent and will literally pick up his younger brother and force him to come back. It was just how he was. (Short)

[Legend.]

Parker

she drove her car the sound of her engine roar made her heart soar, she slowed down at the stop light knowingly if she didn't her father would know about it. She was assigned to check out the bad side of the city today, she pulled in to the neighborhood, her hand on her gun the other on the steering wheel.

[w0ah]

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[ female ]-[ twenty-two yrs ]-[ princess ]-[ outfit: x ]-[ mood: exhilarated/excited ]-[ tags: Oliver ]

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↳↳ Amaya's hands gripped tighter onto the steering wheel of her silver 2016 Lamborghini Huracan. The beautiful car gently purred as the girl waited at a streetlight. There was only one place that she could be headed during this time of Alannah's Drive. Many drivers were lined up, showing off their glossy specimens. The Lamborghini was just recently, thoroughly washed and glossed to perfection. Amaya noticed as eyes peeked in from the other lanes and scanned over her car. A smirk lifted onto her features and she revved up the purring engine, and was off just as the light flicked green. Suddenly, her phone buzzed in the cup holder, showing a message on the screen. Amaya dropped a hand from the steering wheel and picked up her phone, reading the message. It was from Oliver, a chill guy Amaya knew as a close friend. His text read : 'hey. are you coming to the races tonight? i was thinking we could race? see who's better? haha'. She smiled and began to type a text, all while glancing up at the road every few seconds. She replied with : 'i'm on my way, oli. and you know who's better. should i have to show you again?'. Briefly dropping her phone back into the cup holder, Amaya's attention was back on the road. She wasn't planning to get hit by some idiot today.

Amaya steered off the road and the line of shinning vehicles came into view. She slowly made her way past, scanning all the people and their cars. She even spotted a few people she knew, including some really experienced drivers. As she drove past Oliver's glossy green car, she smiled and waved at his figure. Amaya drove down the line and found a place to pull the Lamborghini in. She turned off the car and pulled the keys out of the ignition, then stepped out to take a look around. The girl took a moment to examine her car, before her eyes traveled around the site. There was definitely a lot of people gathering here today. Her eyes managed to find Oliver, and she waved, slowly starting to walk toward him as he leaned against his car.

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↳↳ ＴＡＮＮＥＲ ！！
[ male ]-[ twenty-four yrs ]-[ trying to get to the top ]-[ outfit: x ]-[ mood: bored/anxious ]-[ tags: open ]

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↳↳ Tanner yawned softly, leaning against the side of his McLaren 570S, glossed to shine and shimmer in the moonlight. Surprisingly, he found himself quite bored. Gunner was at his feet, panting excitedly as he watched every passing stranger. Tanner was lightly tapping on his phone, just messing around while he waited for something exciting to happen. He even pulled out a cigarette and lit the thing at his mouth, taking occasional puffs to satisfy his needs. Tanner kept is smoking controlled. He wasn't too fond on getting addicted to that stuff. After a few minutes of boredom, he looked up from his phone. Lots of competitive drivers were lining up and showing off their glossy cars. Some were in better shape, seemingly brand new, while others weren't in the best conditions. He was even able to spot a few dents on a stranger's car. Tanner isn't anything special. He's experienced with driving, but never a winner. At this point he wondered if he even had the motivation to participate in the drive. But, something inside him urged him to at least try, even if there is no reward or benefit. The only thing he would win is reputation, or even lose reputation. That was the tricky thing about these races. You could be a great driver, but if you lose a race, it could damage you. That was all something Tanner didn't want to get all caught up in.