Street racing

[PhantomStone]

as if to prove scyler right she zips a head of eugine but falls behind a bit drifting around the turn

"ha u got that viper out of luck" he said putting all 800 of his horses to work, speeding past uschi barley making the turn but pulling out and comming close to the evo

uschi speeds up not totally, trying to get eugine to go even faster the final turn was comming up and he could not take it at his speed, only specialy tuned cars could take thet, and when she saw his engine she could tell it would come to this "what ya scared of big bad uschi" she taunted nearing the turn and speeding up to 150 mph

"arrrggg" ge rowled speeding up even faster and trying to take the turn at 200 mph, causeing the car to flip over and over screeching to a halt

uschi dropped back speed wise gambling everything that he couldn't take the turn she sped across the finish line and waited as some other furs pulled the vette in "you lost" she said taking him out of the car and wheeling it over to scyler "the crew is yourse, have fun" she said smiling

"this isn't over" eugine shouted alone in the dust "you'll pay uschi osa"

uschi turned her back on the chetta and looked at his old crew "this guy here" she said pointing to scyler "is your new leader, you know how to treate him if i hear anything bad you'll hear from me" she said looking at each face and turning to her friend "just race with them for fun, make sure the money from races goes around ok, and you choose how to organize the teams for team racings" she sumed up "also jonny over there is a drag racer" she said pointing him out

[Thaddeus Q. Wolfe]

Paul sits himself in the well lit bathroom and starts repairing his face with needle, thread, and hydrogen peroxide, his face was getting to look a little road mappish, but the fur would cover it back up eventually.

[Scyler]

"Uhh... Uschi? What am I supposed to do? I'm only a drag racer! I... I've never handled anything this big!" I began sweating, my heart beating faster as all of the Ixlanders looked at me. My vision began clouding and my legs felt weak. "U-uh... oh....."

[Thaddeus Q. Wolfe]

Finished with stitching himself back up Paul pops a pain killer and goeas and lays down on one of the cots to think things through.

[PhantomStone]

uschi grabbed scyler "excuse us" she said walking away "chill man you needed a crew you'll be fine if ou need help ya can just ask me" uschi said looking at him "this way you get ppl to race with, parts and you get a cut of the profits at every race you attend, also you get rep to get cooler mods and parts, all leagel" she shouted the last part then returned to a normal volume "you'll do fine dude, but you have toname the crew"

[Scyler]

"I... I don't know if I'm ready for this, Uschi... I... I've only been racing for two weeks... I'm only 17! I... I can't handle this right now!" I was breathing heavily, my knees were buckling. "I... I can't... I can't take this... I... I'm sorry... I just can't..."

[PhantomStone]

"ok then dude" uschi said holding up her hands "i'll call it off, some other guy will lead thease guys, and i'll have to race them because eugine is gonna beat them and then is gonna take the crew back and get revenge on me" she said walking back to the crew taking out her cell phone, trying to think of anybody to take th spot sense scyler couldn't

[Thaddeus Q. Wolfe]

Paul puts his fore arm over his eyes and groans. "no way out now... in too deep.... gun... No! WULF!!" he shoots bolt upright in bed, shaking. he hated that nightmare, all entirely because it wasn't fiction but fact. he brought his knees to his chest and hugged himself, crying himself back to sleep.

[PhantomStone]

"who to call" she muttered thinking if she could find no one eugine would be back, and it would be stupid to rely on luck all the time "wolfy i think has a crew, alex also does, paul is a fed, i don't want or need a crew yet" she said counting off everyone

[Scyler]

"I... I'm sorry, Uschi... I... If I'm going to lead a group... I'm going to have to earn their respect. I... I can't just take something I didn't work for. I... I appreciate the offer but... I can't... I'm sorry..." I sat down in my car, wiping my brow and shivering.

[PhantomStone]

"like respect is stopping you you could beat the pants off of anyof them in a drag, and they'd be happy to race and find a new trust worthy leader" uschi said thinking "i can tell you don't want a crew so fine" she said calling up paul hoping he would take thease guys "wait he's a fed" she said snapping her phone closed, thinking "ohh well" uschi said giving up and walking to the crew "never mind what i said eugine is the boss again" she said picking the sorry cheetah out of the dust and giving him to the crew. and walking back to the vette, thinking on what to do with it also

[Scyler]

I regained my closure and walked out to the Ixlanders. "If any of you ever want a clean drag race, just give me call. I won't back down."

"Kind of like you didn't back down from being the leader?" All of the Ixlanders laughed at me. I blushed and looked at the ground. "You know what? Whoever said that, get out here! You and I are gonna have a drag, NOW!!" A large middle aged cougar walked up to face me. "You wanna go? Fine. Prepare to lose."  I stared him in the eyes. "Lets..." I crawled into my car and got up to the line. "Uschi, you wanna start us off?"

[PhantomStone]

uschi growled, she picked up eugine and put him in a death hold "start them off, thanks for the help scyler" she said dropping eugine the new gang leader on the ground

[Scyler]

I slammed on the gas, my high traction tires catching the ground immediately, sending me rocketing off. I looked left at the cougar, his '07 Dodge Charger Hemi keeping up well with me. "Dang, this guy is better than I thought..." I shifted up, my eyes focused on the road, care fully watching my gauges to time my shifts. I worked my way up to 4th gear, the Cougar was falling behind, he shifted up into 5th and overtook me. I eyed a small red switch on my steering wheel. "Not yet." I worked my way up until it was neck and neck. He looked at me and grinned, flipped me the bird and floored it. "Fine..." I pressed the button, letting the nitrous pour through my car. I was pinned to my seat, my car rocketing ahead of the cougar. "What the ****?!" I shot past the finish line, my car slowing down gradually as the nitrous wore off. I stepped on the brakes, slowing to a halt. I turned off my Mustang and got out. "Get out of your car, cougar..."

[Wolfgang]

"it was ghost." he said munching on the ice cream.