Taking a final look in the mirror,he put his cap on and left the room.
Downstairs his dad was in the living room hiding behind the newspaper,his mother was in the kitchen,
"Where are you off to?" she asked.
"I've got a race in an hour" he answered with a guilty look.
"When are you going to stop these races?!my heart sure does every time Ur in one,you could really get hurt!".
"I'll be fine mum". He gave her a comforting smile that didn't seem to convince her.
His dad looked up from behind the paper "just try to come back in one piece will u?we still want u around".
"I'll try",grinning he gave his mum a wink and headed for the door.
The track was noisier than usual,it wasn't that crowded but there was still a big audience.
"Go get 'em tiger!" his freind gave him a pat on the back and handed him his helmet .
"Thx man" getting on his bike he took a final look around.There were four other contestants with him.
3.....2.....1.....GO
Racing lightning he took off,the crowd started shouting and cheering,he felt the adrenaline rush through his body.
Speeding through the race course he saw a sharp turn in front of him.Checking to make sure he had the lead,he looked back,his opponents were close but he was still ahead.Turning back to face the track he found he was too close to the turn,turning his whole body with the bike to make it,he lost his grip.
Next thing he knew he was face down on the ground thrown away from his bike,pain covering his body.
He woke up to find himself apparently in the hospital,his parents and some of his friends around his bed.
He looked at his parents,his dad had a serious look on his face,he was standing behind his mum with his hand on her shoulder.Unlike his dad her eyes were puffy and red....."i told you son,no one thinks big of you when you speed to death."
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