by Misanagi
Notes: For Hex. (Written for the LJ drabble meme.)
Takeshi looked at the course in front of him. The moon was full and it allowed him good visibility. He knew the road; he had been driving in Myougin since he had gotten his license and for him, the course had a certain familiarity that made him always feel at home. Whenever he sat behind the wheel of his car and speeded up the hill, everything else was forgotten; it was only him and the road.
Tonight, however, he couldn't help but feel nervous. Maybe that was the reason why he was leaning on the car, breathing the cold air of the night, and looking at the course. He had been there for a while and he was still trying to get the nerve to get inside the car. It was late, almost three in the morning. All of the usual drivers had gone home and he was the only one, standing in the lonely road and waiting for something. He just wished that he knew what he was waiting for.
It was stupid; letting his insecurities get the better of him like that. He needed to remember that he had already conquered the mountain pass, having been the master, the pride of his team and an unbeatable opponent... until he lost. Losing on his home course wasn't something a road racer took lightly and, for Takeshi, it had been a hard blow.
That had been the last time that he had driven in Myougin's pass. Since then, he had been waiting patiently. Today his waiting was over and it was time to face his fears. Takeshi took a deep breath, got inside his car and turned on the engine.
His left hand was placed on the gear stick, and his right foot pressed on the gas while the left one was still pushing the clutch. Takeshi waited a moment, hearing the car's sound and feeling its vibrations, trying to get familiar with the new vehicle. Finally, he took his foot off the clutch and the car sped down the road.
After he tackled the first corner, Takeshi smiled. He felt confident again, not only with his skills but also with the power of his car. His smile eventually turned into laughter and when he finally arrived at the top, he couldn't help but shout to the silent night: "Bow down to my R!"
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