Chapter: 1088

She should just trust Norah, as she had already gotten in.

She was certain that Norah wouldn't do anything without thinking it through.

After all, she had been the one to come save Marlin solo when he was kidnapped.

The racers all prepared themselves, and the referee stood at the start line with his flare gun ready to give the signal for the race to begin.

"Go!"

There was a gunshot, and all the cars sped away.

The silver-gray sports car took the lead.

Yolande clung to her seat belt like her life depended on it. She could feel gravity pushing her into her seat.

She was thrilled to find Norah could drive this fast; Norah even drove faster than Marlin.

Yolande made no sound, as she was afraid she'd distract Norah. Racing required a high degree of concentration. The smallest distraction could mean losing the race.

Marlin watched in surprise as the silver gray car sped far ahead of him. He had thought Norah would be behind and had deliberately slowed down. Now, he was in sixth place.

Hans, who was ranked tenth, said, “She's quite fast on the flat surface. Let's see how she fares when the challenging part of the racetrack appears."

The first curve appeared, and Norah pressed down hard on the pedal and sharply turned the steering wheel, completing a perfect drift.

The spectators screamed in elation. Most racers would have slowed down to pass the first curve.

The reason was that the curve was quite small, and as a result, a failed drift could send one down the mountain.

Vinson was a competent racer. He was in the top five and could handle the drift perfectly.

Yolande felt like she was going to throw up. Every time she was in the passenger seat at the Twenty-Two Turns, she always threw up.

Today was no different, as she struggled to keep her stomach content.

Norah, on the other hand, stared attentively at the road as she drove.

Yolande soon saw a notice on the dashboard of the car as they rounded another bend.

"There's a broken sign on the racetrack, Norah," she said.

A few more notices popped up on the digital screen in the dashboard of the car. Norah glanced at it quickly but subconsciously turned the steering wheel left according to the sign she had just seen.

"Turn right, Norah!" Yolande screamed.

Norah, however, knew that if she made such an abrupt turn this far up the mountain, she could kill them both.