<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4c/Burnout-Demi.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Demi Etherson</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=180776.msg8658716#msg8658716)<br/><strong>Car</strong>: 1991 Mitsubishi 3000GT VR-4 (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/da/Demi-3000GT.jpg)<br/><strong>Appearance</strong>:  Black micro-mini skirt, black converse sneakers, polarized aviator shades, and  black & red racing gloves with matching mid-riff exposing jacket (http://i1251.photobucket.com/albums/hh549/Holodancer/1Burn0ut/9302024567_ecc5ff6f08_b_zpsf9ffd2a1.jpg) - sans top.<br/><strong>Location</strong>: <out on the roads><br/><strong>Tag</strong>:  <racing><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Heat 4</strong></span></div><br/>Demi chased Jason but it was no use, her mind just wasn't in it. He got out ahead and she had to hold onto her third place position. Which to be honest, her heart just wasn't in it. It's not that she cared that much about winning or losing but when you know you are off your game it's hard to put too much heart into anything. She shifted loosely, not keeping it tight. That cost her in a turn. She slid a little around a corner which almost got her in a wreck. Sloppy driving she thought to herself. Adriano was back behind her, she thought to herself that she was lucky she didn't take him out in the process. It was always easier when racing with people that weren't friends, not that she wanted anyone to get hurt but when it's friends then it's just that much harder to drive too aggressively. Jules had been on her game this night and it was all her race. Demi thought that was pretty damn cool and maybe next time she'd get her chance to be in the zone.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Demi didn't even let it phase her, she just pulled into a parking spot almost as soon as she crossed the line. This was a party and dammit she was not about to get down. She climbed up into her car window and cheered in the direction of Jules, along with a bunch of other people. Then some random stranger walked past and she extended her arms for a little help. He seemed like a nice guy, very polite she thought to herself as he let her recline back into his arms and he dragged her out of the car window so she could stand. He smiled down at her as she stood and smiled back up at him. "Thanks big guy." She tossed him a wink and began walking over to join friends - her bright smile never fading, not even behind the sunglasses.<br/><br/>