Jake

After talking to that girl and seeing how the car started with them inside, I looked at my watch to check the time. I glanced around: the crowd was drinking alcohol as if there were no tomorrow, as was the custom here when there were races. To be more precise, every weekend. People came here to have fun, place bets on who would win a race and who would lose, and if they were lucky, they took some money home. The one who benefited the most here was my friend Travis, who pretended to be the owner of the land and charged people for entry. The entrance fee was...