Chapter 348 Confrontation?



LA Speedway was located near the outskirts of the city due to it's sheer size they could possibly have it inside busy areas of the state. With a length of three kilometers it was home to the previous Formula racing circuit.

It was very famous in the past but bigger and better circuits took it's place now it had become a prime spot for racing enthusiasts.

There are a total of thirteen corners, two long straights and one dangerous hairpin bend road. It's difficulty lined somewhere between moderate to lower advance level which suited the young people who liked a solid adrenaline rush.

Today was an open day which meant all circuits were open for racing. As long as one had a car and could pay the entry fee of three hundred dollars they were allowed entry in batches.

It was how the track management made most of their money. There were many driving enthusiasts gathered, some wanted to race other wanted to watch it live.

The stands were always open, it didn't needed entry money. It was exciting to watch amateur compete openly which made it seemed like some sort of carnival party for car lovers!

Currently there was a heavy rivalry between two groups. In one side were the rich second generation with their supercars like Ferrari, Porsche, Lamborghini as well as some high performance BMW M5 and Mercedes-benz.

On the other side were civilian car enthusiasts. Although they loved cars, they didn't have much money to buy such expensive ones. Instead they had original American muscles sportscars which were mostly modified by them.

Despite the obvious difference both sides were proud about their choice of ride.  Two groups that were originally unrelated but firmly believed they were the true enthusiasts and looked down on each other because of which they would often scuffle with each other.

The second generation despised these civilian modified cars. No matter how good they modified them, what's the point? A ordinary car would always be mediocre, no matter how much horsepower was added to it. It couldn't possibly keep up with their pure beasts! 

Civilian racers certainly look down on these rich second-generation cars. What use was it for one to buy the best car? With their lofty skills, no matter how good a car was, it would be useless.

Often on every open day of the Speedway there would a competition between these two factions. It was a must watch show for avid goers.

Especially today, the rich generation team didn't know how to counter their opponents. They lacked a master who could finally let the other party taste the bitter defeat! Without it they would be hounded for weeks for today's performance.

They tried again and again but they couldn't seem to beat this one guy, it was a experience driver who used British Lotus, a cost-effective civilian sports car. It was heavily modified, the original V6 340-horsepower was drastically changed to seven hundred one.

With his superb driving skill, it was a tough day for the pure faction. Civilian faction was also celebrating like crazy, they would usually be crushed by these rich elites.

Swear words were flying from both sides, the second generation were ashamed, it was suffocating because they lost again! Now, they were being mocked by the other party which was making the atmosphere more tense.

They could roll up their sleeve and fight like men but it's impossible? The number of opponents were three times three own, beside these pampered young masters were never an opponents to these rough rednecks.

" What? That's it? Aren't we going to compare our skill? Why don't you go back to your mother and learn to drive again? Wanna go again? I promise I would only use one hand!" The driver who beat them was arrogantly proclaiming he could do it with one hand!

Other party was so angry but they had nothing to rebuke them. The beauties that everyone brought with them were started to look more like decoration standing beside them. It was a sport to show off in front of the ladies but they were being verbally assaulted in front of them without mercy!

The quickest ones among them were already defeated, what more could they do? They wanted to leave but it was then a loud roar of the engine echoned which made them look in that direction.

A hideously pink Lamborghini Diablo GT came into view with which the rich second generation regained some light in their eyes.

" It's sister Paige!"

" Miss Paige?"

" Flower of Hyderick Family?"

The people in the second generation circle shouted one after another. Most of them were aware of Paige's love for cars.

The Lamborghini Diablo Gt was originally a limited-edition model with only a few in the entire state of California but Paige's was all pink, it went without saying that beside her who else would dare to own such a....unique model?

Paige was one of the leaders of this generation of young adults in the Los Angeles. She also liked excitement of racing thus after few visit to the open day circuit they would naturally become acquainted. She also took care of these 'kids' whenever she could which despite her young age made other's acknowledge her.

There were many instances where they would wreck their cars, most of these young people hid their involvement with racing which was why destroying a supercar could never be possible without the help of Paige.

In their hearts, she held an extraordinary position which made everyone willing to listen to her. 

The civilian side were also excited when they heard it was Paige. Paige might knew them but they were very aware of her existence, how could they not know? She was leading beauty not only in this state but across the whole nation. She was certainly several lever higher than their opponents!

The pink Lamborghini was inserted in the middle of the two groups of people. She turned of the car and got off gracefully.

As for Samuel he was panicking while hiding in the car. He didn't expect there would be so many people gathered here. What's more she parked in the middle of them, how was he suppose to got out without embarrassing himself against this pink monstrosity.

He also analysed her driving, he didn't comment on it but he was baffled to see her drive like this. She barely managed to avoid scrapping the car several times. It things went on like this she could get heavily injured or this car would be siting in the junkyard sooner or later!

" Joseph, what's the matter? Why do everyone look so down?" She glanced at their state and felt something was amiss. Her question made their earlier excitement die down instantly.

Joseph was the son of the businessman who ran the largest car dealership in Los Angeles. He loved car since he was a child and a well respected individual in the car circle in the city. Hearing her question made him sigh but it was not good to hide things from her.

He stepped forward and told her everything about the previous situation. After listening to his report, Paige raised her eyebrows and looked toward the other group.

She understood their difficult predicament. They didn't have any master drivers here but admitting it outright was definitely not good. She was in a dilemma, how to resolve the situation?

Should she ask Samuel for help? She didn't know but had heard about his driving prowess or he could arrange for some people with his connection?

When she looked around, Samuel was nowhere to be found but when she looked inside her car, he was still sitting there. Others' didn't notice him but what was he doing inside?

Paige opened the car door again, " What are you doing? Why are you not getting out? Is something the matter?" She asked.

Many second generation were curious whom she was talking with. Was there still someone in Paige's car? They couldn't help but cast a curious look.

"It seems like I can't escape the humiliation today." Samuel sighed. After resolving his heart, he simply opened the door and got out. He thought about putting the sunglasses or hat to hide his face but that would be disrespectful toward Paige so he simply bit the bullet.

The civilian faction didn't necessarily knew the person who got off her car but they couldn't deny that the young man was really handsome.

But the same couldn't be said for the second generation faction, they instantly recognized him. Many of them looked up to him and had heard countless stories about his achievements. They had heard about his exceptional looks and seeing him in person they could concur everything about the rumors were true!

But? It still raised the question, how did Paige bring this great god here? Were they officially together? They had varies question but before that they had to greet him first. It was a chance to make a good impression infront in front of him.