The sun was setting over the racetrack, casting a golden glow over the sleek motorcycles lined up at the starting line.
Nikki adjusted his helmet nervously, glancing over at his rival Redd, who was leaning causally against his own motorcycle with a smirk on his face.
Redd
Ready to lose, rookie?
Redd called out, a glint of challenge in his eyes.
Nikki felt a surge of anger at the taunt, his competitive spirit flaring up.
Nikki
I'm not here to lose, pro.
He shot back, his voice laced with determination.
Redd
*chuckled* I like that fire in you, kid. But let's see if you can back it up on the track.
He said his voice low and teasing.
Nikki's jaw clenches as he met Redd's gaze, feeling a tingle of anticipation and something else he couldn't quite place.
Nikki
I'll show you what I'm made of.
He vowed,his voice taking on a steely edge.
As the engines roared to life, Redd and Nikki locked eyes for a brief moment, and then in a blur of speed and adrenaline,they were off racing towards the finish line as they push themselves to their limits.
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