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Now, it was just them. Two laps. Two cars. One corner.

Mateo’s eyes were red-rimmed. He looked young. Too young to have that much disappointment on his face. nascar fanfiction

“Yeah,” Jake said into Mateo’s ear. “But I’m a dinosaur who just taught you that close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. In NASCAR? Close is a loss.” Now, it was just them

The crowd was a blur of noise. Jake let out a breath he felt like he’d been holding since Daytona. He raised one finger out the window—not a taunt, but a salute. at Mateo Flores

The Short Track Promise

He was looking at the 99 car, at Mateo Flores, who was already taking notes from his crew chief.