"Maja, you should slow down," her mother says.

"I'm driving right."

The car on the meter has 90 km/h. They were traveling through the forest, so everything was correct.

"But it's already dark. Any deer or other moose will jump on the road."

Majka was aware of this, but she would love to speed it up. The empty road tempted her greatly. Just over a year ago, fast night driving was everyday life for her. Only then did her mother sit in the passenger seat, only her father. When his health deteriorated, he sold his Evo, which the girl drove. Now she was sitting behind the wheel of mother Ibiza. Of course it was slower than the previous car, but it couldn't be called slow. Majka already had a chance to find out. Most importantly, she was inconspicuous and Mrs. Piwonska did not decide to sell her.

They were coming back from Aunt Boguslawa's name day. Were it not for the fact that Majka managed to collect the driving license the week before, they probably would not have gone. Maria Piwońska does not like to drive a car. Six months after receiving her license, she went shopping with her friends to the city. In the parking lot in front of the store, she drove her father Fiat 126p and drove back to a well-parked Polonez. Since then, her parents never gave up driving, although later they laughed that she had done it on purpose. Her future husband turned out to be the owner of the damaged car.

A car finally appeared on the empty road. The girl saw the light in the rearview mirror.

The driver following her sounded the trumpet.

Majka looked in the mirror again. He notices one more pair of lights. The car behind her was ahead of her. Another car also began to overtake. They were approaching a sharp turn. Lights were coming from the opposite vehicle. Moments later the car appeared. The car that overtook Ibiza drove evenly with Majka. The girl is braking. The car completes the overtaking maneuver accompanied by horns, Seat and the car from the opposite direction. If Majka did not start braking at that moment, then probably at the end of the overtaking maneuver, a dark car would have hit the front of Seat.

"That's why I'm telling you to drive slowly" that's how Mrs. Piwonska commented on the whole situation.

"Are you going to watch today's race?"

" I don't know if the rents  will let me go? It is known who will race?" Jarek asked a friend who sat on his bench.

"Olszanski, and who else I don't know."

"Hmm... Maybe I can think of something. It's worth watching for that."

"Well..."

Notebooks fell on the bench with a bang.

"What are you talking about so much that you haven't heard me talk to you?" Majka asked.

"About what the girls will never capture" Janek answered and looked into the notebook.  "Lol three, and what have you got?"

"Two."

"So your talking about football or cars?" Majka asked.

"We talked about who would race today." The annoyed boy replied.

"And about racing. "

"Just where are they racing? I once heard that someone is organizing races somewhere around."

"Piwonska why are you so curious?"

"What ought not to do?"

"Do you know where is Osowka?"

"Yhm"

"It is after 9pm today to come out of this village towards ... " The boy could not remember the name of the second locality.  "Damn, where there are forests. Anyway, you will definitely realize on the cars."

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It was good. Majka's mother just had a bed. So the girl could take the car. In addition, she managed to persuade her friend to go with her. At first she did not want to go, but when she said that there could be handsome guys there, she immediately changed her mind.

Majka parked Ibiza on the side of the road among other cars. Then the girls went towards the crowd.

"Don't get out of the tape!" Man shouted at the boy who wanted to run under the white and red tape to the other side of the road.

"Czerwinski leads, Wasilewski far behind" The man standing on the box repeated what he heard on the radio.

Subsequent reports confirmed Wasilewski's defeat. Czerwinski won the race with his gray Golf II, the same red Volkswagen was the second.

Majka turned back to ask if they were going, but Hanka was gone. Where could she go?

The girl started looking around. Walk between people.

The fans began to cheer when they heard who the next one would race.

Unfortunately, Majka missed it. She no longer listened to the account.

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There were 9 checkpoints along the route from which reports came. In this

way, the fans at the start or finish line knew the course of the race.

0. "Karol Olszanski starts in the black Mazda Rx-7 and Damian Tomerski in

the blue BMW e46" Silence. "They started!"

1. "Rx-7 leads\, e46 right behind him!"

2. "They both drift around the corner! Olszanski leads!"

3.  "Olszanski first!"

4.  "Simple. They go head to head!"

5. "Rx-7 first!"

6. "Mazda leads!"

7.  "Wooo! BMW jumped on the bridge!"

8.  "Mazda!"

9.  "Rx-7! Olszanski wins in the black Rx-7!"

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The long May weekend. Time when you can relax and leave somewhere. The first of May was beautiful weather. Majka and Hanka decided to ride bicycles to the nearby lake. They hoped that there would not be many people there. The lake was surrounded by forests, there was a small town nearby.

However, peace and quiet did not last forever. Around noon, cars started arriving across the lake.

The girls were sitting at the volleyball court. They saw the boys hang the net on the posts. They were about to gather so as not to disturb them, but then one of them suggested that they play with them.

Robert always explained that he had no time. However, that day he invited Ania to the lake, or rather agreed to meet her. They both left the chasers in the parking lot and went to cross the lake.

"I am glad that you agreed to spend some time with me" The girl hugged his shoulder.

"I have something important to tell you."

"Hm?"

"As you recently noticed, I didn't devote too much time and attention to you. That's why I think it's time to break up." He stopped. "I think it's time to break up."

"What!? The girl jumped away from him. " You have to be joking!?

"If you were more intelligent, you would notice that I have been ignoring you for some time. In such situations, girls usually made me quarrels, after which each of us went our own way. And I think that today is a good time."  He smiled.

"Are you breaking up with me!? And you still smile !? You really didn't feel anything for me this month?

"Have I ever told you I feel something for you? No. We were fine together for a while and that's it."

"What they tell about you is true!" She hit him in the face. "Bastard!" She ran away crying.

The man massaged his cheek.

"Nice hit." He heard behind him.

He turned around. A boy emerged from the bushes.

"And it's only you." It was his younger brother.

"Do you have another on your eye? It's a pity, because she wasn't ugly."

" And good in bed, but I had enough of her."

"So why are you dating all these girls?"

"To have fun." He smiled mischievously and patted his brother on the back.

" I'm bailing."

"Are you already hunting?"

"I'm going to drink and I want to take a break from women" His brother wanted to follow him, but when they were out of the woods he got something in his head.

"Ahh!" It hurt.

He turned to see what it was. It was a ball. He managed to bend for her, and he heard a woman's voice next to him.

"I am so sorry." Said the pretty brunette. "I can get the ball back." She asked.

"If you give me your number, why not?" He smiled mischievously.

"If you want it so badly, you can keep ball. " She turned and was about to return to her friends who played volleyball.

"Okay, hold  it." He put ball in her hands. She smiled in thanks. "But I deserve some compensation, finally my head suffered. So if you don't invite me for a drink?" - He made goo-goo eyes.

"So the person who hit you should make an appointment with you? " He nodded.  "Well, I'll talk to Bartek, maybe he'll go to the bar with you."

"Bartek!?"

"I just came for the ball, and the culprit is the boy in the dark T-shirt with a disco ball print." She pointed at him. The blond face twitched in disgust.

"No thanks. I would prefer nicer company."

"Your loss." She shrugged and started walking.