Reina Thorne started off strong but lacked skill later, so she had to slow down at the turns, and ended up half a lap behind the other three wealthy young drivers.
Flynn Knight couldn't help but laugh, "What's going on, Reina?"
"..."
Reina Thorne felt like she couldn't keep up the act anymore, "Stop the car, want to switch?"
Flynn Knight reached out a hand to grab the steering wheel, "No need to stop, just move aside."
"Showing off gets you struck by lightning, I'm telling you this isn't a joke. If you want to die, do it on your own." Reina Thorne protested.
"Trust my driving skills."
"What skills do you have to speak of?"
"You'll know once you try, my car skills." Flynn Knight said the last two words with deep meaning.
Reina Thorne was half-convinced, and she unclipped her seatbelt with one hand.
She just started to rise as Flynn Knight wrapped an arm around her waist, helped her, and pulled her from the driver's seat onto his lap with one hand.
Reina Thorne was shocked.
