<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Burnout-Star.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Star Freyman</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=180776.msg8643940#msg8643940)<br/><strong>Car</strong>: 2001 Chevrolet S-10 (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/23/Star-S10.jpg)<br/><strong>Appearance</strong>: Skintight black leather leggings, loose charcoal and pink Hello Kitty tanktop, black lace-up ankle booties with flat soles, pink bra and panties peeking out<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Starting line<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: John<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Oh...yeah, you're right," Star conceded, though she sounded more like she was just telling a stupid little kid what he wanted to hear more than anything else. John would have to be pretty dumb to think that she'd bring a bone stock S-10 to a race, so his Wikipedia stats wouldn't do him much good.<br/><br/>Turning back towards the front, Star settled herself back into her seat properly and got on the throttle a bit, enough to make her blowoff valve sound out a couple of times while wearing a mischievous little smirk on her face. If John was still too clueless to get it after that, then he wasn't worth her time. Ignoring him from that point on, Star turned her music up and kept her eyes locked on the flag-girl, revving her engine to about 3500 RPM when they got the signal that the race would be starting within a few moments.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Heat 3</span></strong></div><br/>Tires squealed as the four cars took off the line, the GTI immediately taking the lead only to have Blake steal it away in the third corner by cleanly passing him on the inside and cutting him off. It forced him to break slightly to avoid rear-ending the 300ZX and Star jumped on the opening that it left for her, straightening her truck out as she came out of the turn fast after drifting it pretty damn well. Surprisingly, she actually noticed the Eclipse doing the same thing right behind her...definitely not what she would have expected following her short interaction with its driver.<br/><br/>After easily overtaking the GTI in the short straight, Star spent the next lap and a half battling it out tooth and nail with Blake, the two of them trading positions on a couple of occasions while the other two racers did the same to a slightly lesser extent.<br/><br/>Probably as a result of constantly pushing each other to the limit and trying to outdo one another, Blake and Star both went into a corner towards the end of the second lap a bit too quickly and partially lost control, skidding off the road and through a large patch of gravel, kicking up rocks and two big clouds of dust. Luckily for them there actually happened to be gravel there as opposed to a wall or some other solid object, so they didn't total their rides, but it still gave the GTI and Eclipse plenty of time to catch up before they got back on the track.<br/><br/>Blake recovered more quickly, staying light on the GTI's tail after it passed her while Star came out in third place with John riding right on her rear bumper, his headlights flashing brightly in her rear-view mirror. Star knew that she had to lose him quickly if she wanted to have any hopes of catching up to the other two and actually winning, but even as she started to escalate the risks that she was taking, at times drifting her rear end within a few inches barriers or fences, he managed to keep up.<br/><br/>With less than one lap to go, John even got past her defenses and got aggressive in the first turn. They were both coming into it faster than it would have been safe to do after the long straight, drifting it practically door to door in what would have been a picture-perfect battle...right up until the point where they bumped into each other. It was just a relatively light touch where they traded paint, but being on the outside and already pushing herself, it was enough to render Star unable to straighten the S-10 out.<br/><br/>Panic flooded her system as she felt the wheels lock up on her. She kept on drifting right off the track for about a second before her rear left quarter panel collided violently with a street pole, making a loud crashing noise as metal was crunched and twisted. The S-10 practically bounced from the impact before whipping around 180 degrees, rattling Star hard even though she had her seatbelt on.<br/><br/>Before even acknowledging that her back, neck and head were in substantial pain, shegrunted angrily and balled up a fist, slamming it against the ring of her steering wheel hard enough to bruise the side of her hand. That also started hurting like hell a few seconds later while she struggled with the clasp of her seatbelt, apparently feeling more disoriented than she'd thought.