The first corner, Xu Tingting slowed down to make the turn, while the car behind didn't reduce speed and rushed forward. The screeching sound of the tires scraping against the ground was clear even with her windows closed. She glanced at the rearview mirror, just a quick look, and the car caught up rapidly. When they were alongside, the driver rolled down the window and gave her the middle finger.
Xu Tingting was enraged, slammed the gas pedal to the floor, and pulled off a drift. The mountain road was narrow, barely enough for two cars to pass side-by-side. She used the mountain wall for support, her car sliding beautifully, the front spinning around, and provocatively stopped for a second, just to block the way.
The young man inside was terrified, hurriedly stepping on the brakes, but the car's speed was like a bullet, completely unable to stop.
Xu Tingting smirked, and just as the two car fronts were about to collide, she reversed, spun around, and dashed away.
