The Empire of Engines

by Dusty Gears

First published

I'm known to people by different names when I'm in control of my ride. but the name that stuck by me was James. I was a respected and wild street racer who took risks when it came to driving and was known for always being on top because of those risks.

One night after a street race I fled from the cops until I took a risk and regretted it. I crossed a red light and a car bumped me sending me to the sidewalk where I rammed into children. I couldn't avoid the collision and killed those children. I wanted to redeem myself and i did with my own life from the accident and burned in the fire.

I woke up in the driver seat and met with a new friend, she said I could do my penance here. I took that chance but once that was over I turned my back on my friend and went on to build something great. an empire of activity. I started with my driving skills and connections and I became the king of this place.

Did I regret going back to my old ways? NO