Chapter 65: Perfect Drift

Jaylen stood dumbstruck for a full minute before coming to, fists clenched, eyes locked on Lewis Casson. "Are you serious? You're not messing with me?" Lewis shrugged, a playful glint in his eyes. "Do I look like I'm joking?" Jaylen's temper flared again, his eyes reddening as he barked, "Fine. Deal. We start the race right now. Go pick a car. Every car here is top of the line." Lewis waved him off. "I don't care what I drive. Pick whatever you want for me. I rely on pure skill." "You, you, you…"...