Crazy Buck

"I can't believe it," Viola exclaimed with wide eyes and an exited grin.
"We're at an actual open race track!" She had jumped out of the car when we had parked, and was now gushing over the cars and the track itself by the racing school, open to the third building, which was the speed shop. We approached the shop, and saw Silverstreak working on an RB26 in front of the GTR that he had used. He looked up and asked, "Hey, what're you doing here?" "I'm here to take Viola racing," I said nonchalantly. Silverstreak dropped his wrench with a gasp. "You're with a violinist prodigy," he sputtered before firmly saying, "and you didn't tell me." "I don't know you that well and-" my confusion was increased as he hoofed us some keys and shouted, "You kids have fun," before laughing. The key I had been given was for a grey Nissan Skyline C210 with an L28 turbo swap, while Viola got a Datsun 510 with an SR20DET.

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Crazy Buck

We both took off from the line, and she took the lead until the turn, because her line went wide, while I went from the outside into the apex as fast as I could corner, and I took first. She caught up though, and had used the same technique on the next hairpin, and hung on my bumper before passing me on the outside of the slow left curve, and I passed her on the outside of the hairpin. The S curves gave me more space until the circle, when she caught up, and we drove side by side. She slightly turned and grinned at me as we exited the turn, and she winked as she left me behind, and crossed the finish line. I was impressed to say the least, and we pulled into the pits, before moving back to the lot, and parking the cars. "That was incredible," I exclaimed with a grin. "I learn from the best," she said with a grin and a seductive wink. I was blown away as the air caught in my throat. She kissed me on the cheek, and ventured to the racing school's courtyard, where the cherry blossoms by the cars were in bloom. She stopped in front of the case for Oliver Henry Hellfire's Albino Barracuda. "So, this is the car," she asked with a small smile, and a hint of interest. "Yes it is," I said with a grin. "It's wonderful," she said. She turned to me, and flicked her tail at me as she passed, and walked with me following, back to the car.

When we got back to the Manor, there were three suited bucks around a silver coated unicorn stallion that was my boss, Danny Rosewood. I parked, and both Viola and I stepped out of the car, before the goons grabbed me, and Danny yelled, go to your room Viola, as he stroked his mustache. He trotted up to me and chuckled angrily before saying with distaste, "You tainted my daughter." Then he kicked me in the face while the goons held me by my forelegs. I struggled to no avail as he kept kicking me. He then summoned a crowbar and slammed it into my ribs until I was gasping for pain filled breath. He tossed it aside, and nodded at the goon on my left, who then snapped my left hind leg, and bucked me in the face as I fell. I cried out, and Danny crowned me with the crowbar before I was shoved into the back of the Mercedes and was pressed between two goons as I was driven somewhere. My body ached, and I was struggling for air. I wheezed and coughed. Every breath was a battle, and staying concious was a war, and I wasn't winning anymore.

They threw me out of the moving car, and onto the front steps of the racing school. I don't know why I looked, but I looked and saw my watch was broken. I heard squealing tires before the goons approached me again, and stood me up on my haunches. I was held by my forelegs again, as a pistol was raised to my head.
"Say your prayers bitch." I closed my eyes. BOOM! CLICK CLICK BOOM! CLICK CLICK BOOM! "I fell over without the support, and slammed my head as my world drained away.

I awoke in a hospital room with Silverstreak and Speed looking at me. "I shot those goons before they killed ya," Silverstreak chirped. Speed hugged me and began sobbing. I was alive! I grinned as a tear slid down my cheek, and I said, "Thank you Silverstreak." "Not yet, we gotta get the bastard who put these goons up to this," Silverstreak said, determined. "It was Danny Rosewood," I groaned in pain as I felt Speed squeeze me. "I'm so glad you're ok," she cried. "They say that you should be discharged tomorrow," Silverstreak said with a frown. "Where's Viola," he asked. "They're gonna hurt her because of me," I said, downcast. "Those bastards," Silverstreak said with a scowl. "I'm gonna kill 'em," he seethed. "No you aren't," I said.
"But-"
"No buts, I'm gonna race him." I was determined.
"What'll that solve!?" Silverstreak yelled.
"I'm sorry, but child abuse is unacceptable and they tried to execute one of my students on my front steps. I just don't think this is even or just," Silverstreak said with a sigh.
"I've got this," I said with a grin.
"If you say so, but if anything goes wrong, I'm busting in there," he said, as I nodded in agreement. "You can take the Cuda," he exclaimed. I shook my head, "I can't, and besides, it's for the students. I have Oliver's drinking buddy's car. A '73 Roadrunner with 760 horsepower," I said with a cocky grin. "We got this," I said. "You two are crazy. I gotta go to work," Speed sniffed before she left.

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