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I pointed. “Go off the track. See that ditch? Fly over it and meet me on the other side.”

Roy snickered. “The fuck? Are you trying to get me thrown—”

“Just do it, dickweed! I’m trying not to cost us our rank in this damn game!”

I kept pressing buttons and fiddling with the modifications I’d made to my car. This damn thing was my pride and joy. I’d been grinding until the early hours of the morning over the summer, winning races and getting enough in-game cash to buy what I wanted to for it. Its speed was unmatched. The engine horsepower was out of this world. The car fucking screamed around the track, smoking these newbies like it was a fish fry.

Then the front door slammed out.

“What the—?”

My eyes peeled away from the screen, and I watched in shock as my father walked through the front doors. He was followed by my stepmother, who looked like her head was about to explode with fury. The horrific sound of my car crashing into a tree caused Roy to groan.

Roy stood up quickly. “Mr. Clar