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ㅤACCELERATOR PRESSED, RACE TAKE UP
ㅤㅤㅤㅤWITH ESCALATING TENSION.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ🎫 ( 1998, ––– | ••• HOLD. )
Sound of tires screeching against smooth pavement created an exhilarating spectacle, captivating looker-on. Every move was made at greased lightning & every second was vital.
❂ II. SAINT: My Souls! @JUSTXIN ©
He really wanted to finish this race quickly, instead of merely because honour of winning as well as since he had an essential find to make: “an enduring comrade.”
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ㅤACCELERATOR PRESSED, RACE TAKE UP
ㅤㅤㅤㅤWITH ESCALATING TENSION.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ🎫 ( 1998, ––– | ••• HOLD. )
ㅤ┃ㅤHe became more aggressive than
ㅤ┃ㅤquotidian, feeling adrenaline surge
ㅤ┃ㅤthrough his veins.
Sound of tires screeching against smooth pavement created an exhilarating spectacle, captivating looker-on. Every move was made at greased lightning & every second was vital.
❂ II. SAINT: My Souls! @JUSTXIN ©
He really wanted to finish this race quickly, instead of merely because honour of winning as well as since he had an essential find to make: “an enduring comrade.”
Racing was simply pretext to find some leisure time and evade solitude that perpetually shadowed him. He longed to find someone in this fast-paced, suspenseful world who could understand and fill emptiness in his heart. He was in the middle of the racing madness, but what he really wanted was the warmth and closeness that only a genuine friendship would offer it.
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