the lost boulevard of dream city part 6
Sal downs his drink and goes inside the bar hoping that he doesn’t associate with
Ethan
Cooper follows him inside
Sal:” he keeps doing this man I told him way too many times people would hate us if
he keeps doing this coopa they would hate us what the fuck is he supposed to do with
all the fast cars if no one wanted to race anymore. These people are the reason why
racing exists these people have the passion and love for cars and racing to live on
cereal for months to buy mods for their cars these people care about each other
they’re family no one gives a shit about money none of them all they care about is this
and he’s trying to box them into his industry I’m getting sick of this coopa I don’t
know if I can deal with his bullshit anymore... I’m sorry if I’m being a negative person
right now-”
Cooper:” no no it’s alright man. I understand the anger inside of you I was going to
ask you later if you wanna teach me because I cannot see anyone who has the same
amount of passion for this more than you”
Sal:” sure man I can benefit off of that by telling Ethan that you need my help with
your job”
Cooper:” you got yourself a deal”
Sal:``Tomorrow at rush hour meet me at cloud street. Maybe get some gloves and a
headgear coopa”
Both of them enjoyed the rest of the night then proceeded to go back home.
It’s almost noon cooper just checked out of his office and headed to the garage that
Ethan owns
Cooper:``Good morning.”
Garage worker:” morning. Your package is ready sal gave us a call this morning”
Cooper:``Well thank you, how much will these cost?”
Garage worker:” it’s on the house.”
Cooper:” thanks man you have a great day”
Garage worker:” don’t worry about it”
Cooper went back to his car and tried his gear trying to get comfortable in it then
headed to meet sal
The streets are starting to get busy and slow honking horns as everyone is trying to
get back home as soon as possible to get ready for the nighttime. Cooper can barely see
sal through the traffic. He tries to get as close as he gets to him. Sal rolls down the
window:” you ready coopa?”
Cooper:” if I wasn’t I wouldn’t be here.”
Sal:``That's what I like to hear... I got something that you should keep in mind coopa.
This ain’t no game you die you crash you gotta drive a shitbox for a while. You’re not
racing with me, you're racing with yourself. The finish line is the end of the boulevard.
That thrust pedal won’t break the floor it. Did you get all of that coopa?”
Cooper nodded.
Sal:” light green race started”
He rolls his window back up but you can still hear the music blasting in his car calmly
puts one hand on the wheel, the other on the shifter waiting for the light to turn green
while in the mini cooper’s hand are getting shaky anxiety is starting to kick in his lung
feels like they’re not getting any air in no matter how deep his breaths are a strong
grip on the wheel but not a confident one. Barely holding himself while the redlight
condo is getting closer to zero tickings.. five, four, three, two, one, the red light goes
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