<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.tinypic.com/2m4qhz8.jpg)</div><br/><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Name:</strong> Cori Adams<br/><strong>Title:</strong> The Skills<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Foulweather Bluff<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Natalie, (Ryan), Rurik <br/><hr/><br/>In a blur of rattling actions, several of Cori's gauges fired into the red, smoke barreled out of her front engine, she lost traction all over the road, hit the hairpin, and skidded toward the edge of the road. <br/><br/>Her eyes went wide, and she could feel her back go numb from the burst of adrenaline that entered her system instantly. She gripped the wheel with all of her might and tossed her back engine into fourth gear. Her heel was pressing into both of her gas pedals and her brake was being pressed in by her left foot. <em>'oh...'</em> Cori realized that she couldn't control the car. There were several flashes of red lights in front of her, dissapearing around the corner, and out of view. She braced for impact. Her heavy car had passed the point of no return. She was floating toward the guard-rail, the Coupe De Ville was rotating counter clockwise, the hard right handed hairpin vanished and her headlights painted the outside of the corner.<br/><br/>Her four wheel drive had enough to plow through some of the off-road material that her car had been forced into, and she slid sideways, battling with the steering wheel for control of the car, to no avail, she had worked with the corner, but she couldn't correct the beast. By chance, she had drifted out of range of another shot from Mayumi's rifle.<br/><br/>Her eyes closed, and everything culminated into searing metal and cracking engine parts. Cori was travelling at over fifty miles per hour, the car had gained speed as it had spun out. when her nose hit the guard rail, the metal in the car and the structure ripped. Cori's Cadillac rammed through the protective barrier, and lost traction on the right side, floating into the air. The car was heavy enough not to flip, but the sudden stop had jostled the young girl inside badly. <br/><br/>The Subaru that had painted Cori's car zipped passed her flashing crash, and everyone else in the race would follow him.<br/><br/>Cori had had a seat belt on, but the steering wheel was made of metal. Blood was trickling down over her face, but she was conscious. A sudden head ache had overtaken her will to drive. She was well aware of what had happened, but she didn't know that a bullet had caused it. She figured her front left tire had just blown out.<br/><br/>The back wheels were still grinding, softly nudging her farther off of the road and into the forest. Eventually, the engine died from an engaged transmission, and her lights were only good for lighting up the smoke and dust that was rising up and away from the car. Luckily, there hadn't been any spectators in the section of guardrail that Two Fires had split in two. <br/><br/>Her driver's side door clicked open, and her shaking left foot set itself down outside of the car. Her seat=belt whirred back into it's compartment, and Cori stood up outside of the car, leaning against the open frame of the door. A gash on her forehead was still oozing out bright red blood slowly. She didn't notice. In a slight state of shock, she was busy searching for her cigarettes. she couldn't find them in her pockets, and she didn't have the energy to look through her car. She closed her eyes, and tried to focus on what had just happened. Her hands came to her throbbing temples, and she found a cool liquid draped over her face. She drew her hands back and looked down at the red stains. <br/><br/>She floated downward, and went dizzy. Shock started to settle in. Working as best as she could to cope with it. Cori, sat down in the drivers seat again, sinking into the leather, and trying to keep her eyes open. She wasn't afraid for her life, but she probably should have been.</div>