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the day that red left the garage leaving all the memory's behind he took two spare pre-used tires with him, he had already planned with what he wanted to do with his life like and that was to drift, however he had no connections and was too reserved to ask around.

but still he thought to himself 'i dont want to do this for the money, i want to do this for myself' these words he kept repeating in his head.

that same day he found what looked to be an old race track dust had covered what used to be a tarmac road, and the grandstand looked as if it was going to brake if someone threw a rock at it, after scanning the area to make sure there was nobody around, he thought to himself 'i'll just play around here... it looks abandoned'

now red had seen the drifting championships so like everyone else he thought 'doesn't look that hard' so like anyone would  he spun out the fist time he tried... but he didn't give up... about 20 minutes later he was able to control his sliding but not brave enough to go into the corner, pleased with himself he saw what looked like a few traffic cones underneath a fallen billboard he drove over and tried to lift it up it was heavy red almost strained himself trying to lift it up, but he endured i was able to lift it up just enough to grab one of the cones before it fell on top of him, the cone itself was bent out of shape, but was still able to stand he took the cone to the track and set it down

red attempted to do a doughnut around the cone which he did get eventually, but by the time he had got a consistent slide going he couldn't see where he was going, with the smoke that his tires were making, red was pleased with himself he wanted to keep going then all of a sudden he hears a loud bang... red knew what it probably was "'just a bust tire' so he slowed down when another loud bang was heard he had blown another tire, by the time he stopped his engine was pouring out smoke... it had overheated, red just sat there as the smoke died down as he heard the sound of slow clapping

by the time the smoke settled red was able to see who was clapping he reconised it as a nissan silvia he did not know what model it was nor did he care, he said out loud "what do you want?"

the silvia just replied in saying "you got some real talent there kid"

red just responded by sacasticly saying "no i don't that was just a smoke machine and i ran over some nails, as i said before what you doing here?"

the silvia just said "very funny kid, i an engine revving and the sound of tires skidding and came over to have a look"

Red slowly rolls toward the silvia half-smiling "yeah i guess that was me... whats it to you?" as he has a closer look at the silvia i was orange but had pale parts as if there were once stickers there

the silvia just said " names Phil kid, you know there is a lot of money that can be made in drifting"

red just smiles " thought one of your kind would come along eventually... and i am guessing you want to be my coach am i right? if you really do want to train me i only want one thing in return..."

surprised at reds answer Phil just says "what is it?"

Red says calmly "i want money for upgrades fuel, and tires... that i it"

confused Phil just reply's "you don't want to do it for the money"

red says clarifying his previous statement " yes... who gets the remainder i don't care... i don't want it or need it..."

"dude you sure you want this" Phil said

" yes i am sure now drop it or leave it"

"well i would be a fool to leave it wouldn't i dude... okay if you are okay with those terms so am i"

"okay then we have a deal then" red puts out his tire for a tire-shake "red's the name BTW"

Phil reply's by shaking red's tire "red is it... well okay you want to start your training now?"

"Phil, in case you haven't noticed i don't have any rear tires left" red pointed out

" oh yeah... that, you want me to put on a new set for ya?"

"i have my own in my boot... but i don't think i can drive far like this"

" well let me change them for you..."

15 minutes later Phil had replaced both of reds rear wheels "there we go.. they are back on now"

"thank you" red replied then smiled " now you ready to train"

"yes will will get started right away"

the next three months Phil trained red constantly pushing him to his braking point to red it felt like boot camp, he didn't complain nor did he question what Phil was asking, during this time red learn how to drift on every surface conceivable, and bulked up quite a bit, now it was time for his first drift challenge...

red drifted for fun and in then end he won... the next series of races followed suit, red kept drifting and having fun, and was amassing quite a lot of fan girls, though they tried to flirt with red all the time he consistently brushed them off constantly saying to himself 'i don't need these girls' during this time he got upgrades tuned engine and new paint...

then one day Phil informed red that there was a championship that was going on that had a difference to the races he had previously been doing red accepted before Phil could finish talking about it, but from what Phil told Red at the of the qualifying that the looser of each 2 car race would get a fine from the cops that were fans of the sport while the winner gets all the money... this really didn't affect red that much  he won each of the races and got to the final, now he asked Phil who his next challenge was and all he said was retired drift king... and the in the final there would would be an "alteration" in the cops side of the bet... the looser would get jail time

red arrived early at the start line as he usually did, fan girls were screaming out his name shouting things like "your the new DK" red just ignored them as he looked around to see where Phil was spectating from but couldn't see him  then a familiar voice beside him said "nervous?" while slowly moving his eyes to the car towards the car next to him red replied " you never get nervous when you race for fun" he looked at the car beside him it was Phil but he had a dozen racing stickers on " your the other finalist? well this will be interesting wont it?"

Phil just smiles and says " last one to the bottom gets a cell"

red didn't respond in any way and waited for the countdown

after the start gun blew red took off quickly to get in front Phil just kept his distance behind red for the first few corners then started driving harder than before within moments he was blowing up reds tail pipe the preceded to start to get aggressive on the track constantly trying to spin red around, red was able to get out of most spins and was still in front at the last corner, but he cold see the anger that was clearly present on his face, he started the drift like he usually did but Phil aimed and hit Red near his rear wheel which made Red spin out and wrap himself around a tree... and watched as Phil crossed the line, then red realized that he had lost the final, and he knew what that resulted in as cops started to surround him and took him into custody...

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the day that red left the garage leaving all the memory's behind he took two spare pre-used tires with him, he had already planned with what he wanted to do with his life like and that was to drift, however he had no connections and was too reserved to ask around.

but still he thought to himself 'i dont want to do this for the money, i want to do this for myself' these words he kept repeating in his head.

that same day he found what looked to be an old race track dust had covered what used to be a tarmac road, and the grandstand looked as if it was going to brake if someone threw a rock at it, after scanning the area to make sure there was nobody around, he thought to himself 'i'll just play around here... it looks abandoned'

now red had seen the drifting championships so like everyone else he thought 'doesn't look that hard' so like anyone would  he spun out the fist time he tried... but he didn't give up... about 20 minutes later he was able to control his sliding but not brave enough to go into the corner, pleased with himself he saw what looked like a few traffic cones underneath a fallen billboard he drove over and tried to lift it up it was heavy red almost strained himself trying to lift it up, but he endured i was able to lift it up just enough to grab one of the cones before it fell on top of him, the cone itself was bent out of shape, but was still able to stand he took the cone to the track and set it down

red attempted to do a doughnut around the cone which he did get eventually, but by the time he had got a consistent slide going he couldn't see where he was going, with the smoke that his tires were making, red was pleased with himself he wanted to keep going then all of a sudden he hears a loud bang... red knew what it probably was "'just a bust tire' so he slowed down when another loud bang was heard he had blown another tire, by the time he stopped his engine was pouring out smoke... it had overheated, red just sat there as the smoke died down as he heard the sound of slow clapping

by the time the smoke settled red was able to see who was clapping he reconised it as a nissan silvia he did not know what model it was nor did he care, he said out loud "what do you want?"

the silvia just replied in saying "you got some real talent there kid"

red just responded by sacasticly saying "no i don't that was just a smoke machine and i ran over some nails, as i said before what you doing here?"

the silvia just said "very funny kid, i an engine revving and the sound of tires skidding and came over to have a look"

Red slowly rolls toward the silvia half-smiling "yeah i guess that was me... whats it to you?" as he has a closer look at the silvia i was orange but had pale parts as if there were once stickers there

the silvia just said " names Phil kid, you know there is a lot of money that can be made in drifting"

red just smiles " thought one of your kind would come along eventually... and i am guessing you want to be my coach am i right? if you really do want to train me i only want one thing in return..."

surprised at reds answer Phil just says "what is it?"

Red says calmly "i want money for upgrades fuel, and tires... that i it"

confused Phil just reply's "you don't want to do it for the money"

red says clarifying his previous statement " yes... who gets the remainder i don't care... i don't want it or need it..."

"dude you sure you want this" Phil said

" yes i am sure now drop it or leave it"

"well i would be a fool to leave it wouldn't i dude... okay if you are okay with those terms so am i"

"okay then we have a deal then" red puts out his tire for a tire-shake "red's the name BTW"

Phil reply's by shaking red's tire "red is it... well okay you want to start your training now?"

"Phil, in case you haven't noticed i don't have any rear tires left" red pointed out

" oh yeah... that, you want me to put on a new set for ya?"

"i have my own in my boot... but i don't think i can drive far like this"

" well let me change them for you..."

15 minutes later Phil had replaced both of reds rear wheels "there we go.. they are back on now"

"thank you" red replied then smiled " now you ready to train"

"yes will will get started right away"

the next three months Phil trained red constantly pushing him to his braking point to red it felt like boot camp, he didn't complain nor did he question what Phil was asking, during this time red learn how to drift on every surface conceivable, and bulked up quite a bit, now it was time for his first drift challenge...

red drifted for fun and in then end he won... the next series of races followed suit, red kept drifting and having fun, and was amassing quite a lot of fan girls, though they tried to flirt with red all the time he consistently brushed them off constantly saying to himself 'i don't need these girls' during this time he got upgrades tuned engine and new paint...

then one day Phil informed red that there was a championship that was going on that had a difference to the races he had previously been doing red accepted before Phil could finish talking about it, but from what Phil told Red at the of the qualifying that the looser of each 2 car race would get a fine from the cops that were fans of the sport while the winner gets all the money... this really didn't affect red that much  he won each of the races and got to the final, now he asked Phil who his next challenge was and all he said was retired drift king... and the in the final there would would be an "alteration" in the cops side of the bet... the looser would get jail time

red arrived early at the start line as he usually did, fan girls were screaming out his name shouting things like "your the new DK" red just ignored them as he looked around to see where Phil was spectating from but couldn't see him  then a familiar voice beside him said "nervous?" while slowly moving his eyes to the car towards the car next to him red replied " you never get nervous when you race for fun" he looked at the car beside him it was Phil but he had a dozen racing stickers on " your the other finalist? well this will be interesting wont it?"

Phil just smiles and says " last one to the bottom gets a cell"

red didn't respond in any way and waited for the countdown

after the start gun blew red took off quickly to get in front Phil just kept his distance behind red for the first few corners then started driving harder than before within moments he was blowing up reds tail pipe the preceded to start to get aggressive on the track constantly trying to spin red around, red was able to get out of most spins and was still in front at the last corner, but he cold see the anger that was clearly present on his face, he started the drift like he usually did but Phil aimed and hit Red near his rear wheel which made Red spin out and wrap himself around a tree... and watched as Phil crossed the line, then red realized that he had lost the final, and he knew what that resulted in as cops started to surround him and took him into custody...