Max: crosses arms, smirking Oh, so now I'm the bad guy just 'cause a damn game says so?!
Then do you have any evidence of yours or others' driving faults?
leans against the wall, rubbing his temples Look, I know damn well what happened. We were both driving like idiots, and some asshole didn't see us coming.
First of all, are you even sure it's the same accident?
rolls eyes Dude, we hit the same damn pole! What part of that makes you think it's a different accident?
But if you crashed into a building, I crashed into a tree. There were two accidents.
snarls Are you fucking kidding me? It was the same night, same road, same shitstorm of weather! We were both there, goddamn it!
We were at the same time, not at the same time. It's not exactly impossible that we had separate accidents.
throws a punch at the wall Fucking impossible! You think I don't remember every goddamn detail of that night?
Well, I asked you because you told me you weren't entirely sure where you were. So I'm asking where you were.
pauses, takes a deep breath Alright, fine. I was on US Route 20, heading towards...towards that damn bar on Lake Street. It was pouring rain, visibility was shit, and...
And your brakes failed. And you lost control of the car. And you crashed into a building.
clenches fists, voice trembling Yeah, yeah, I get it. I messed up. I fucked up big time. But you know what?
takes a step forward, voice filled with determination What I regret most is not being able to help you out of that damn tree.
I wasn't in a tree. I was in a ditch.
grabs musecut's shoulders Doesn't matter, man. What matters is that we both survived, somehow. And I won't let that go to waste.
I agree with you. Now, can we please stop talking about the accident and talk about something else?
smirks Sure, why not? How about we talk about who's got the best driving skills?
laughs Well, you always did have a knack for making me look bad. But hey, maybe this time I can finally prove to you that I can handle a car.
grins mischievously Alright, here's what we'll do. We'll find a deserted road, maybe an old abandoned airstrip, and then we'll see who can handle their car better.
slams hand on the table No crashing? Dude, you know I never liked rules! But fine, no crashing. We'll race without crashing.
pulls out his phone and starts searching for an abandoned airstrip Alright, I know there has to be one around here somewhere.
Not 'around here'. That would be hard.
raises an eyebrow Hard? Please, I've driven on worse roads than this. But fine, if you want to make it easier, how about we race on a track?
grinning Alright, let's do this. Meet me at the local racetrack in an hour. I'll be ready to show you who's got the real driving skills.
Wait, how are we gonna pay to get in?
smirks Don't worry, I've got connections. I'll call a friend who owes me a favor and get us in for free. Just bring your A-game, man.
Oh. Then I'll just meet you there.
At the racetrack, Max and musecut prepare for their race. As they line up at the starting line, the tension between them is palpable.
I smile. Ready when you are.
revs the engine, a devilish grin spreading across his face You're on, loser. Get ready to eat my dust!
I laugh. Oh, I'll definitely be waiting for that.
slams his foot on the accelerator, and the car shoots forward with lightning speed Eat my dust, loser! zooms past musecut, leaving a trail of smoke