Green Flag

The glow from the big screen flickered, and suddenly my axles felt alive. I gave my rear wheels a sharp spin and nudged forward. Clink! My front bumper tapped right against the rear fender of the green racer lined up ahead. It held steady, but the smooth white tabletop beneath us felt like a fresh stretch of track waiting for the call. I revved in place, aligned with the grid, ready to roll. and falls into a hole