<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>: Side of the road<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: John<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It wasn't until John was practically on top of her, leaning in to undo the clasp of her seatbelt that Star noticed him - or rather<em>someone</em>whom she didn't yet recognize. "Get..." she started, raising her left forearm up and putting it against his shoulder, trying to keep him away since it felt like her personal space was being invaded. "...<em>the fuck off me!</em>" The light being flashed into her eyes was enough to set Star off. She brought her right hand up and slammed the heel of her palm into her would-be savior's chest while shoving him hard with her other arm, trying to forcefully eject him back out of her mangled truck.<br/><br/>"I can walk better than you can fucking drive!" she growled, finally recognizing the Eclipse's driver as she stepped out of her S-10. As soon as Star got both of her feet on the ground, she stumbled forward and fell to one knee and both hands, just barely catching herself before landing flat on her face. A simple glance back at her truck was enough to assess the extent of the damage.<br/><br/>"GGGHHHHRRHHUUGGGHHH!!" she growled wildly in frustration as she slid one hand suddenly through the gravel, sending a multitude of small rocks flying behind her. "<em>God!</em>What<em>the fuck</em>is wrong with you!?" Star shouted accusingly at John as she forced herself back up to her feet with some difficulty. Her balance still seemed shaky, but she was able to stand without falling this time.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Heat 3</span></strong></div><br/>Meanwhile, further down the track, Blake was still in hot pursuit of her new rival, coming to within a couple of inches of the Volkswagen's rear bumper on the following turn. Both of them gave it their all with less than half of the race to go, cutting it extremely close on several occasions, but it wasn't until the very last turn that Blake found an opening to make a move. She tried to overtake the GTI aggressively on the outside, and for several seconds it looked like she was going to manage it, the nose of her 300ZX poking ahead of the GTI's as they came out of the curve and accelerated down the straight.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for her, the other driver seemed to really get in the zone right at that final stage and powershifted through his gears almost flawlessly, allowing him to regain some of the ground that he'd lost and just barely eek out a victory, crossing the finish with less than half a car length separating him from Blake.<br/><br/>Shortly thereafter, the fourth heat was called to line up while the tow truck was sent out to collect Star's S-10.