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They hit the start-finish line at the exact same moment.
For a second, the track was silent in Jake’s ears. Then Benny’s voice came back, quiet and reverent. nascar fanfiction
The kid will win here one day, Jake thought. Maybe next year. Maybe ten years from now. They hit the start-finish line at the exact same moment
I taught you that move, kid, Jake thought. Time for your final exam. the burnt cocktail of rubber
Now, it was just them. Two laps. Two cars. One corner.
The concrete of Martinsville Speedway vibrated through the steering wheel of the #42 Chevy. Jake Reilly could feel it in his teeth. Thirty years of this, and the old man could still taste the metal of the track, the burnt cocktail of rubber, high-octane fuel, and fear.
