<div class="floatleft">(http://ninjaweazel.wikispaces.com/file/view/Tipene2.png/370444240/Tipene2.png)</div>Name: Tipene Rurik<br/>Title: The Dragon's Eye<br/>Location: Foulweather Bluffs<br/>Tags: Open<br/><br/><br/>Tipene was in no hurry off the starting line.  He fed power to the 'Vette slowly, letting the racers spread out a little bit for better maneuvering room.  He slid to the right obligingly as Taras muscled his Firebird next to Cori, almost like he was trying to protect her from the Russian even while they were on the track.  It was amusing, as Rurik really had no interest in the girl.  He couldn't suppress a small laugh as the S13 slid to the left, slowing both the Firebird and the Oldsmobile enough for Rurik to press forward again.<br/><br/>The Russian shifted and fed the 'Vette's engine a little more power, blowing past an amateur in a GTR32.<em>I hope you didnt have any bets riding on that car, kid...</em>The IS300 ahead of him presented a little more difficulty as they were heading into a curve, the 'Vettes added weight making making it a little bit trickier than usual to handle the corner while slipping between that opponent and the GT500 coming out of the grass.  Another shift and more pressure on the pedal and the black 'Vette practically flew out of the corner onto a small straight stretch.<br/><br/>Rurik smiled as his car blew past a BMW M3, the growling of the engine opening into a quiet roar as the Corvette sped down the straight and into another curve.  Tipene slowed enough to maintain control and accelerated again as he spotted tail lights and a flash of blue under a streetlight.<em>Aha, Taras' litle girlfriend...</em>The Russian pulled along side Allison's Porche and looked over at her with a smile, neatly keeping the Corvette beside her as they slid into another set of turns headed for Highway 16.