บท 597: They... They took him...

Iskoh's screaming got drowned out by the engine's sound but it overpowered it momentarily when I attacked corners over and over. We were dangerously close to hitting each guard rail and barrier but I would pull out just at the exact same time. There was much to be desired with the suspension but it was enough to give our mayor a heart attack-like event.

I ended my run after chaining a Rockford turn with a wide drift back to our same spot, and I could smell the burnt rubber once we went out. Iskoh was leaning forward while his hands were on the top of his knees and he was about to throw up. However, he kept everything together before coming right in my face.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!"

"I wish I knew, heh. Well, a lot of things to be completely honest."

"AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO GO EASY ON THE FIRST TURN, AT LEAST?!"

"I did. Wanna go again?"

"AGAIN?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN AGAIN?! Geez… I'm supposed to give you this car as a surprise after you drive it but-"

"Wait. Really?"