Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS

Verse-20

Block pass and brake check are common challenges in motocross track zones, which is common. But what would happen if it happened to someone who first learned to drive?

Block pass is a term commonly used when there are racers who overtake aggressively, even to the point of dropping a racer in front of him. While brake check describes the trick of a racer trying to knock another racer right behind him.

This is law!

Hardest mental blow to Elijah.

Once again, the world around him turned around and swayed. His body shook as his motorcycle tyres scratched the ground, crushed bumps, scavenged curves, and during that time his motorcycle tyres kept slipping.

A sandstorm gushed into Elijah's face when a rider in front of him performed a stoppie-lifting rear tire after speeding at high speed, stopping abruptly and scratching the ground behind him, causing a sudden collapse, then spray it towards Elijah.

Darkness and silence immediately ambushed Elijah, the spray of sand hit his eyes, penetrating his nose and ears and mouth. Elijah choked until he couldn't breathe. Suddenly he regretted not wearing a helmet. Evan warned him.

Simultaneously, the other riders behind him slashed out quickly and grazed him.

His concentration was fooled, his tires slid to the steep side and his motorcycle toppled over while his body slammed away.

"Van—" Martin screeched anxiously and jumped off his motorbike parked on the edge of the circuit, plugging out the parking lot.

But Evan ambushed her shoulder and held her back.

"Lu's crazy, huh?" Martin spontaneously rebuked him. "Rutted, Van! RUTH!"

Rutted is a term to describe the condition of the track is very loose so as to make the drivers' vehicles look scratching the ground when passing the track.

"Lu don't see that goon riding all?" martin shouted as he pointed towards the circuit. "He's still a rookie!"

Goon riding is a term for a racer who is careless when riding his trail bike.

Innu sighed and tightened his jaw, then rushed towards the circuit.

"Lu dare?" evan's growl at Innu.

Innu was silent.

Evan watched his colleagues' faces one by one. "Who else would dare?" challenge him, then stop at Ardian.

Ardian remains cool down-not blameless.

"But he just learned to ride, Bang! Not racing!" Igun Protest. "Some of it's just a girl!"

"So who's here the coach?" hatch Evan.

"Like you, bye!" Igun groans helplessly.

The others were in silence.

Elijah rolled over at the foot of the sloping hill, crawled slowly towards his motorcycle, then sighed the vehicle to his feet while glancing to the edge of the circuit.

Evan watched the girl expressionlessly.

Goddamnit! rutuk Elijah in the heart. This was the fifth time he had fallen into the abyss, and the bastard did not care for him in the least.

As soon as he saw Elijah back on his motorcycle and started walking again, Evan let out a short sigh and turned around, glancing towards Innu and Igun, half grunting half grinning, half grinning, then walk to the coffee shop.

Martin glared at his back.

"Cowok is a dick," Innu grumbled as he glared at Evan.

"Egoo bastard!" Igun.

Ardian Kusuma sighed while rubbing his face. But don't say anything. Just looking at Elijah with a concerned look on his face.

Elijah leaves his motorcycle to the parking lot, intending to wear a helmet. But he was surprised the son of a bitch wasn't even on the edge of the circuit. "Where is he?" elijah asked Igun.

Igun pointed with his chin.

Elijah blinked and turned towards the stall, sighed shortly and standardised his motorcycle, then rushed towards the stall.

Evan lay on his back in the bamboo hall on the terrace of the coffee shop, while the girl who owned the shop sat sideways by his side bowing.

So familiar!

The contents of Elijah's head seemed to be stung. His chest was rumbling like he was about to explode. "Good you are, yes.." growled Elijah while shaking his waist, glaring at Evan from the edge of the terrace.

The stall owner girl flinched and immediately shuffled.

Evan glanced at Elijah while sighing heavily. "What the hell, lu? No, not thirty minutes yet…"

"So the duration is thirty minutes.. plus two laps, that means the standard time racer to lobby?" sindir Elijah's.

"That is indeed the standard duration of motocross," Evan said as he pulled his body lazily, then looked at Elijah with squinted eyes. "Lu blush?" taunted.

Elijah gulped and tightened his jaw, then turned around and did not look back. Sunny? thought Eljah cynical. Just delicious! It has gone so far. He returned to the parking lot, and approached Igun. "Can you pinch your helmet?" ask him on Igun. His face looks terrible.

Igun to stutter and swallow before being able to answer, "Pa-pake aja!" he said stammering, then thrusting his helmet with groggy.

Innu and Maha exchanged looks. Martin and Ardian were observing the girl with their eyebrows intertwined. The man is beautiful until he doesn't blink.

"This girl has a mystical aura" Igun murmured, after Elijah spurred his motorcycle back into the circuit.

Passed one round…

Gigi and Bemo were suffocating stifled while pointing towards the circuit.

Everyone simultaneously followed their directions and gasped.

"VAAAAAAAAAAN…!" Screaming like a woman.

Evan flinched and jumped out of place, then splashed into the parking lot. Then stammered and looked around, examining the faces of his colleagues one by one. Everyone's eyes were glued towards the circuit-nothing was wrong, he thought. "What the hell, lu? Just ngagetin!" hardiknya while menoyor Galang temple.

"Who taught him the block pass?" pekik Innu without taking his eyes off the circuit.

Evan frowned and followed the direction of his friends.

Apparently Elijah is rampaging on the circuit!

The girl grazed amidst the native riders, grazed a few riders, and laughed out loud.

A laugh?

Evan spontaneously froze with his eyebrows interlocked. "About ape pain, ye?" mumbling shaken.

The other jerk didn't react. Everyone gasped with their eyes and mouth rounded. Besides, I don't want to step over the coach, right?

"Brapp-wrapp! Braapp-braapp!" the excited screams and laughter of the native drivers around Elijah make Evan look up.

Braapp-braapp is a term used when a rider is feeling good mood or onfire.

Elijah disappeared from the sight of everyone standing on the edge of the circuit, submerged behind a hill.

The riders on the edge of the circuit were still flinching around. Trying to understand what exactly happened.

A moment later, Elijah returned to the track in front of them flanked by two indigenous riders on his left-right, lined up parallel and in tandem. The two native drivers squeezed Elijah while aggressively banging their vehicles - at least that's what it looks like from the edge of the circuit.

Evan gulped and stiffened, then jumped on his motorcycle, started the engine and blasted into the circuit.

"Well, he's new to it, if he's the coach here?" Igun yelled to Evan. "Where have you been?"

"Ditenung kang kopi gua rasa," said Innu while throbbing.

Evan darted towards Elijah from the opposite direction, then braked his motorcycle abruptly, a few meters ahead of Elijah.

Elijah squealed and wide-eyed.

"One-hop transmission!" The driver beside him shouted at Elijah as he set his foot on the rear tire of the girl's vehicle. A moment later, Elijah's front tire soared like he wanted to pounce on Evan's motorcycle.

Evan shrieked stifled and gasped. Time seemed to stop as the girl's mount floated above her head, while the other two motorbikes gushed quickly past her like noiseless.

SRAAAKK!