Chapter 1000:


    Ynde eximed in shock, “Marlin, the car behind us is passing us!”


    As they slowed down, the Ferrari behind them mmed on the elerator without hesitation, overtaking them and executing a wless drift to im the lead.


    Witnessing this, Marlin couldn’t help but break into a sweat. He surmised the woman’s audacious maneuver stemmed from unfamiliarity with the treacherous road. While not as daunting as the Twenty-two Turns, this section posed the greatest danger.


    “Marlin, elerate and pass her!”


    Ynde couldn’t fathom how Marlin had been surpassed by a woman.


    While Vinson proved inept, Marlin excelled in racing. Marlin’s slender fingers tightened around the steering wheel, his expression serious.


    “Calm down.”


    In addition to the uphill climb, there was also the descent. He refused to believe that the woman would consistently hold the first ce.


    Hans arched an eyebrow. “Huh? Did the woman take first ce?”


    Rosalee pondered briefly. “She’s truly skilled at racing.” The woman possessed a knack for racing. Memories of their initial encounter brought back a peculiar sensation. Who was the woman? Did she truly recognize this woman?


    The Ferrari confidently maintained its lead in the twones, unstoppable in its pace.


    Amy gasped, her hand clutching her chest. “Oh my god, you didn’t slow down before taking such a sharp turn?” She barely had time to caution Nora as she observed her maneuvering the car. After the drift, Amy remained nervous, taking a while to recover herposure.


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    Racing proved to be an exhrating experience. When she regained herposure, she could feel her heart pounding in her chest.


    “Nora, you promised me you’d be careful! You’re driving so fast. How can you ensure your safety?” Amy eximed, visibly concerned.


    Nora turned with a smile. “It’s not that dangerous, okay? Don’t worry.”


    She was confident she couldplete the drift blindfolded.


    Amy couldn’t grasp why people enjoyed racing cars. To her, it seemed dangerously close to death.


    “Let it go. I’ll keep quiet. Just concentrate on driving.” Amy feared that speaking would distract Nora from driving, so she clutched the seat belt tightly and remained tensely silent.


    This was the reason she disliked thrilling activities. They were truly frightening.


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