Alex screeched her tires and narrowed her eyes when the car jerked and stayed there. "Sunuva ****e." She cursed, jumping out easily, landing on the hood. Sliding off, she flipped the hood open and cursed venomously. There was no gas in the car. She'd used her twelfth of a tank on the last race. "G** ***n IT!! You run out again?! WTF?!!!"
Her cousin came over, puzzled. "Hey, Alex, what's wrong?"
"The ***n tank is empty, that's what's wrong." She snarled, throwing the wrench in her hand at him. She pulled another one out of the toolbox and lay on the ground, sliding under the car with a grouchy humph!