full throttle || h.s. ||
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20 hours, 4 minutesOngoing
"Who's that over there?"
The man looked at me like I was from outer space, or perhaps like I lived under a rock, maybe a mixture of both.
"Him? They call him Full Throttle," he chuckled with a hint of nervousness in his voice.
I scrunched my nose up in confusion.
"Why?"
The man threw his head back and laughed before answering me.
"Because he doesn't hold back. He does everything at full speed... racing, girls, and-" the man cut himself off, seeking as though he was catching himself spilling a secret.
"And what?"
"Don't worry about it."
|| THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ||
HIGHEST RANKINGS:
-#1 in hs
-#1 in fiction
-#1 in racing
-#1in dragracing
-#2 in harrystyles
-#4 in youngadult
-#19 in cars
-#57 in fighting
-#64 in harry
-#90 in onedirection
-#107 in gangs
-#111 in drama
-#461 in loveAll Rights Reserved
#1fiction
- trailer and cast
- prologue || trouble
- one || retail therapy
- two || burning rubber
- three || constructive criticism
- four || making enemies
- five || let's put on a show
- six || (little) red solo cup
- seven || behind closed doors
- eight || dancing with the devil *
- nine || unwanted wakeup calls
- ten || practice runs and pay raises
- eleven || gum on the bottom of my shoe
- twelve || high rev's and revenge plots
- thirteen || pedal to the metal
- fourteen || rock, paper, scissors, shoot
- fifteen || bite the bullet
- sixteen || break me *
- seventeen || working overtime
- eighteen || duty calls & bodies fall
- nineteen || the grim reaper
- twenty || to spit or to swallow *
- twenty-one || breaking through the unbreakable
- twenty-two || the never-ending headache
- twenty-three || hindsight is a son of a bitch
- twenty-four || meet you at the track
- twenty-five || no sense of direction
- twenty-six || welcome to the show
- twenty-seven || would you like to come to the gym?
- twenty-eight || no ends except dead ones
- twenty-nine || i dont take rules, i make them
- thirty || all done up
- thirty-one || you shut me up real quick
- thirty-two || the roaring 20s
- thirty-three || playing with fire *
- thirty-four || ms. james *
- thirty-five || comfortable silence
- thirty-six || coffee mugs and quiet company
- thirty-seven || show me your true colors
- thirty-eight || fess-up, finley james
- thirty-nine || where do we go from here?
- forty || he's right behind me, isn't he?
- forty-one || shut up and drive
- forty-two || golden boy
- forty-three || talking to the moon
- forty-four || red light risks
- forty-five || call me sometime
- forty-six || rockin' records and shaking walls *
- forty-seven || tell me what you want *
- forty-eight || squirrels in the attic
- forty-nine || off to the races
- fifty || things we shouldn't have said or seen
- fifty-one || cause of death
- fifty-two || he who shall not be named
- fifty-three || digging up the past
- fifty-four || cloth-covered canvases
- fifty-five || life imitates art *
- fifty-six || pissed off and provoked
- fifty-seven || blissful ignorance
- fifty-eight || self defense
- fifty-nine || restraint and restraints *
- sixty || let the phone ring *
- sixty-one || driving (me crazy)
- sixty-two || a couple of shots deep
- sixty-three || smells like teen spirit
- sixty-four || bohemian rhapsody
- sixty-five || we meet again
- sixty-six || ticking time bomb
- sixty-seven || the chain
- sixty-eight || sunbeams, songbirds, and him
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