ent, standing near the entrance of the track separated by thick fences that were waist-high. NASCAR staff and racing groups passed th

a smile, but then Noman gripped i

ink you're going to need it. You'r

eplied and then grabbed her helmet out of his hold. "Plus, there a

n you is high. I practically bet five hundre

his shoulder. "You did not

then changed the subject swiftly. "By the way, is Dominico dela Santamaria here?" He eyed the whole stretch of the race track

and snickered. "Hmm, I don

ply. "Aww bah, you're making me n

boomed through the speakers. The

her best friend. She gripped her helmet tighter and ste

threw a smile and a wave

and oh, what a beauty too!" the announcer cried out and then cheers erupted. "She represents the Wellington Racete

s enormous. They covered all seats of the viewing building and some were even standing up. She had

ee one that was different of all, and this certain

rather than repel it. This part of the viewing room, there was enough shade. The sun's rays where high and angry this partic

funnily stoic he was in contrast wit

and stopped where her company's prized F1 was parked on the third lane. She adjusted her

uffed her chest and released a long sigh when she grab

ometimes at second or third. Such activity always followed a routine that Amanda didn't ne

reflexes enhanced. She was sure to win the race with her newfound abilities, but decided to control them instead to

s sure to win this race mainly b

elve, dashed their way into the track like mad gazelles on wheels. Their tires bit th

nue. Loud noises from the engines and the

ting it go. She stepped onto the pedal and fired up her engi

ed and clapped and also took pictures with his c

ailed on Amanda's car as it sped its way into the third lap, then to the fourt