Aaron's first genuine threat to his life quickly spiraled into a wild ride.
Mrs Clint and her unknown, dangerous race didn't even come into his mind as he was enjoying every passing moment, his eyes scanning over his girl's excited smile.
Energy was radiating from every cell of her being, acting like a little kid that was just given permission to go into a bounce house.
Her hand travelled to the button near her rearview mirror, flicking it as the hood of the car began to retract, blowing cold, refreshing wind on the couple.
Their hair swished violently with the breeze, with Nancy's platinum hair whipping all around.
And she quickly managed to prove that her love for cars wasn't just a teenage interest, as she was nailing the high speed maneuvers like they were nothing.
The lowrider's engine continued to whir and roar each time she pressed the clutch and intentionally revved it, despite knowing that the acceleration wouldn't take place.
