<strong>Tagged:</strong>Alex, Dane, and Aurora<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Parking lot, outside the Titan<br/><hr/><br/>Alex Sandstrum, Lex to those who got to know her, wondered through the empty parking lot of the New Amsterdam racing course.  Her left hand held the strap of her red backpack, slung over her left shoulder, and her faded jean jacket.  A black hat, turned backwards, sat upon her pixie cut red hair.  She'd decided to go red this week, green, purple, blue, and pink had all been done recently and she avoided the natural tones that were so blase.  A white tee shirt, possibly two sizes too small and cut off to reveal her flat abdomen, sported the Elite logo.  Some might think it poor taste to wear a shirt belonging to the team she was planning to work for, but Lex just thought it showed commitment.  Her cargo pants flared around her legs yet narrowed to hang firmly on her obviously feminine hips.  The shoelaces of her sneakers were loose and broken, yet her shoes failed to slip when she walked.<br/><br/>She paused momentarily next to a man who was leaning against a wall, tossed a silver coated wrench, something that seemed too big for her to handle, over her head before snagging it out of midair.  She twirled it around her index finger once before stuffing it into the side pocket of her snug cargo pants.<br/><br/><strong>"That's the Titan, right?  I bet it is.  They're going to flip when they get a load of me.  Yup, they'll never lose with me on board,"</strong>Lex psyched herself up, oblivious of anyone close enough to hear her.<br/><br/>The two figures in the immediate distance didn't seem too intimidating to Lex.  She didn't think either one of them were a driver for Elite, though that likely meant they were part of the support crew.  The big guy looked like he might know the inside of an engine, but Lex wouldn't be sure until she smelled him.  The woman looked like a PR rep.  Oh, well.  If the big guy new his shit she'd be able to breeze by the interview and start building her babies.  How she missed the sweet, quiet pounding of the pistons, the wanting, throaty growl of an exhaust, the large, hard manifold, and the gentle gasp of the intake.  The thoughts of tuning their engines sent shivers down her spine.<br/><br/>Without further daydreaming, Lex marched the short distance to where Dane and Aurora stood outside the Titan.<br/><br/><strong>"Wow, you <em>are</em> a tall drink of water,"</strong>she said as she peered up at Dane then turned toward Aurora.<strong>"heard your team needs a new mechanic.  That's me.  When can I start?"</strong>She asked as she pulled the large wrench from her pocket and placed it over her shoulder.