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Cassy sat in the red race car. She went through all of the safety checks with the crew at hand. Dusty had Adam sign a release. Adam smiled. " If she breaks it, I will buy it." Cassy waited till the light went green. She slammed on the accelerator. She drove fast, racing around the track. "That girl can drive!" Dusty exclaimed. They all watched as she smoked the tires and spun around at the finish line. It was amazing. The pit crew and car's owner all stood there with their mouths open. Cassy got out and took off her helmet. She shook out her dark blond hair. She was beautiful and a great driver. " Well, there is a bit of drag in turn three. Could be a restrictor plate slowing me down." She said. The men nodded. "Yes, most likely." Adam pulled her aside. "I want this car. Wil