Episode Eleven (Clip Three)

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----('Night and Day' starts playing)----

"A ghost?!" Rhys wailed.

"Focus on your own racing line and not his. This is a battle against yourself and you only." Louis said into the earpiece. "That's all the aspects you need to finish this on the first run."
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"I know you can do it man. Bring us back another win!"

"Ok," Rhys said. "I do it."

"Thanks man. For giving me another chance." The indigo hair thanked.

"No prob, just finish this race!!" Louis said and hung up.

"Focus on your own racing line......" Rhys told himself that as the S2000 was about to enter another corner. Suddenly, the American began to flashback images of his sister years ago during their childhood. Her ivory skin reflected the sunset as her black swung while being chase by her brother.

He wouldn't want to fail her again. Never. Never again. He wanted to win the battle so badly. He wanted to win to repay the years he was absent from her life.

"Ready Razor?" He asked his S2000 partner, smiling.

"Born ready let's rock!!!!"

The corner came, Rhys braked late and did a power over through the curve using the speed he gain from the straights. He passed another corner late braking and only downshifted to clear a tight hairpin by going to the outside and then cutting right into the inside, drifting all the way with tyres squealing.

*EEEEEEEEE!!*

The headlights of the S2000 began to appear again on Loid's rear view mirror. The lights flickered on the glass and caught his attention.

"Huh?! He caught up??" The black hair cried bewildered. "How in the hell?!! After such a lead and your still on my tail?!"

"Now I'm pissed!! I'll erase you from my rear view mirror!!!" He yelled and began to wear his tyres more aggressively on the next turn doing a insanely fast power slide producing heavy oversteer.

The next corner came in, a left hairpin. Loid braked and downshifted before executing a braking drift into the curve. The S2000 tried following behind. Rhys trying his hardest to keep up with the whine red GT-R as he swings his car into a basic understeer trying to conserve tyre pressure.

The S2000s rear tyres stalled as Rhys pulled the handbrake. Arc drifting into a hairpin, tyres squealing loudly behind. He was closing in.

The S2000 late braked into another left hairpin. Rhys counter steering less and focusing more on his entry and exit of the turn.

It worked. Soon he was chewing in the GT-Rs bumper, tailgating it. Loid grunted, frustrated that his opponent made a hell of a comeback. He clutched and downshift furiously, flicking the steering from a right to a left on the hairpin as the crowd went wild behind the guardrail.
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"*static* What hell of a comeback the S2000 made!!! It's right on Loid tail bumpers, I can't believe it!! *static*" The radio cried as crowd stood they in shock and disbelief.

"He's got it." Louis said. "He's gotten back his rhythm."
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Rhys had an idea. He placed his hand on the toggle switch and began turning his headlights on and off.

The bright lights shone towards Loid from behind, on and off and on again.

"Darn! Is he trying to pressure me???" The black hair asked as he began to sweat. The rapid flashes of headlights was as annoying as a bunch of files. Loid was having trouble concentrating. "Damn it all!! I can't focus!!!"

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