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... ne-chilling, soaking through to one’s core, making them shiver.
Jay Sterling still held a beer bottle in his hand, and he smashed it on the car of the person speaking.
"Fuck your mother!"
These people were from another racing club, competitors and always rivals to FOX. Jay’s action ignited both sides’ fury.
"What? Did I hit a nerve? If you’ve got the guts, call him out and race us."
Dean Dempsey stepped forward with a dark face.
"You guys? Not wort ...
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