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Hello everyone,
I thought I might try my hand at a little fanfic myself. It's probably expected, but it's going to revolve around my favourite track ever, the Nürburgring.
I'd like to point out that english isn't my first language, so, well, don't mind a mistake every now and then.
Or some weird terminology
If there are major flaws, feel free to point them out, though. It'll help me improve, I think
Furtheremore, the pictures are just some shots I took on the fly. I might replace them with better ones, later on.
Anyways, here we go:
Amateurs and the VLN, Capter 1
"Are you scared?"
"Scared? Are you kidding? Do I look scared?!"
"Err... Yes, you do. You totally do!"
"Okay, yeah, I am scared! Like, scared like hell!"
"Thought so. I still thinks it's a dumb idea. Blowing all your cash on that piece of trash..."
"Oh, will you shut up! That STi was a total bargain, I swear!"
"Bargain my butt, that thing was friggin' expensive! And you just had to throw new wheels on it, right?!"
"Yeah, I totally had to! I'm going to take it to the track, what am I supposed to do?! Look like an idiot with those stock rims?!"
"Pffft, you're going to crash and die anyways, so what's the difference? Die a fiery death, you know. A fiery and crispy death!"
"You really know how to make a guy feel special, Pia."
"Awww, why, thank you."
She was kind of right, though, Toby thought. The two of them were sitting in his almost brand-spanking new STi, and he had to admit (secretly) that spending all of his funds on a car for an amateur racing event wasn't the brightest ideas he's had so far. A pretty stupid one, in hindsight, to be precise. It's a looker though, isn't it?
And the sight of the track indeed was frightening:
The couple arrived a bit early to the first amateur event held by the VLN at the Nürburgring. Not exactly the kind of track someone would start their racing career on. Unless, of course, that person was an idiot.
7:03AM, nobody was out on the track yet – in fact, most people weren't even there, that early in the morning, given that the qualifying was scheduled to take place at 2:00PM on that same Saturday.
"You know, I could've used another few hours of sleep!" she said sleepily, yawning and stretching in the Subaru's passenger seat.
"Give it a rest already, will you? This is a great opportunity to actually get a few laps done! It'll help me get the job done without smashing the car to bits, you know." The smile on his face was kinda smug... Kinda scared, as well. Like someone convincing himself of what he just said.
"Yeah, right..."
At a turn of the key, the Impreza's flat four started, with a growling, deep rumbling.
Her eyes widened as the car trembled for a moment, while Toby was revving the engine a few times.
"Hey, you're not going to take me with you, are you?!" She asked, wide awake all of a sudden.
"Why not? You've always been my lucky charm! We'll survive this for sure, this is just the first chapter. Nobody's gonna die just yet!"
"You god damned idiot! You don't even know the track in the slightest, do you?! Let me out of this death trap!"
"Sheesh, you're blowing this out of proportion!" as Toby said that, the STi was already rolling out of the paddocks, towards the actual track. He gently lead the car onto the track, heading for the first corner slowly.
"I know the track fairly darn well, actually!" he said. He didn't say the '...I do hope so, at least' out lout, though.
"You do?!"
"Yeah! I've done thousand of laps on it! On Gran Turismo!" at the very same seecond, just as the car passed the apex of that very first corner, he floored it, causing the Impreza to jolt forward, with its tyres squealing. Pia and him were pressed into their seats as the turbo spooled up and kicked in, while the all wheel drive kept the car going in a straight line, launching like a bat out of hell towards the next corner.
"Yeeeehaaaaw! Here we gooo!"
"You idiot! If we survie this, I'll kill youuuuuuuuuuu!"
With Pia's voice still being audible from as far back as the paddock, the black Subaru headed out into the chill morning, for its first lap on a race track, ever.
The Characters:
Toby:
Male, 22 years old.
Blond hair, green eyes, car enthusiast, wannabe racer, often considered to be an idiot, appearently.
Drives a black Subari Impreza Sedan STi '10 with bronze Prodrive wheels.
Likes rock, beer and whsiky, and driving, of course. If possible, all at the same time. He's promised to stay sober while driving on the track, though.
Pia:
Female, 20 years old.
Brown hair, brown eyes, Toby's girlfriend. Pig-headed, loud mouthed and usually right with what she says. Has a habbit of calling Toby an idiot (and is probably right when she does so, as mentioned before).
Drives a white Prius, doesn't care about cars a lot.
Likes R'n'B, Sex on the Beach (the cocktail, you perverts!) and is currently scared like hell.
I thought I might try my hand at a little fanfic myself. It's probably expected, but it's going to revolve around my favourite track ever, the Nürburgring.
I'd like to point out that english isn't my first language, so, well, don't mind a mistake every now and then.
Or some weird terminology
If there are major flaws, feel free to point them out, though. It'll help me improve, I think
Furtheremore, the pictures are just some shots I took on the fly. I might replace them with better ones, later on.
Anyways, here we go:
Amateurs and the VLN, Capter 1
"Are you scared?"
"Scared? Are you kidding? Do I look scared?!"
"Err... Yes, you do. You totally do!"
"Okay, yeah, I am scared! Like, scared like hell!"
"Thought so. I still thinks it's a dumb idea. Blowing all your cash on that piece of trash..."
"Oh, will you shut up! That STi was a total bargain, I swear!"
"Bargain my butt, that thing was friggin' expensive! And you just had to throw new wheels on it, right?!"
"Yeah, I totally had to! I'm going to take it to the track, what am I supposed to do?! Look like an idiot with those stock rims?!"
"Pffft, you're going to crash and die anyways, so what's the difference? Die a fiery death, you know. A fiery and crispy death!"
"You really know how to make a guy feel special, Pia."
"Awww, why, thank you."
She was kind of right, though, Toby thought. The two of them were sitting in his almost brand-spanking new STi, and he had to admit (secretly) that spending all of his funds on a car for an amateur racing event wasn't the brightest ideas he's had so far. A pretty stupid one, in hindsight, to be precise. It's a looker though, isn't it?
And the sight of the track indeed was frightening:
The couple arrived a bit early to the first amateur event held by the VLN at the Nürburgring. Not exactly the kind of track someone would start their racing career on. Unless, of course, that person was an idiot.
7:03AM, nobody was out on the track yet – in fact, most people weren't even there, that early in the morning, given that the qualifying was scheduled to take place at 2:00PM on that same Saturday.
"You know, I could've used another few hours of sleep!" she said sleepily, yawning and stretching in the Subaru's passenger seat.
"Give it a rest already, will you? This is a great opportunity to actually get a few laps done! It'll help me get the job done without smashing the car to bits, you know." The smile on his face was kinda smug... Kinda scared, as well. Like someone convincing himself of what he just said.
"Yeah, right..."
At a turn of the key, the Impreza's flat four started, with a growling, deep rumbling.
Her eyes widened as the car trembled for a moment, while Toby was revving the engine a few times.
"Hey, you're not going to take me with you, are you?!" She asked, wide awake all of a sudden.
"Why not? You've always been my lucky charm! We'll survive this for sure, this is just the first chapter. Nobody's gonna die just yet!"
"You god damned idiot! You don't even know the track in the slightest, do you?! Let me out of this death trap!"
"Sheesh, you're blowing this out of proportion!" as Toby said that, the STi was already rolling out of the paddocks, towards the actual track. He gently lead the car onto the track, heading for the first corner slowly.
"I know the track fairly darn well, actually!" he said. He didn't say the '...I do hope so, at least' out lout, though.
"You do?!"
"Yeah! I've done thousand of laps on it! On Gran Turismo!" at the very same seecond, just as the car passed the apex of that very first corner, he floored it, causing the Impreza to jolt forward, with its tyres squealing. Pia and him were pressed into their seats as the turbo spooled up and kicked in, while the all wheel drive kept the car going in a straight line, launching like a bat out of hell towards the next corner.
"Yeeeehaaaaw! Here we gooo!"
"You idiot! If we survie this, I'll kill youuuuuuuuuuu!"
With Pia's voice still being audible from as far back as the paddock, the black Subaru headed out into the chill morning, for its first lap on a race track, ever.
The Characters:
Toby:
Male, 22 years old.
Blond hair, green eyes, car enthusiast, wannabe racer, often considered to be an idiot, appearently.
Drives a black Subari Impreza Sedan STi '10 with bronze Prodrive wheels.
Likes rock, beer and whsiky, and driving, of course. If possible, all at the same time. He's promised to stay sober while driving on the track, though.
Pia:
Female, 20 years old.
Brown hair, brown eyes, Toby's girlfriend. Pig-headed, loud mouthed and usually right with what she says. Has a habbit of calling Toby an idiot (and is probably right when she does so, as mentioned before).
Drives a white Prius, doesn't care about cars a lot.
Likes R'n'B, Sex on the Beach (the cocktail, you perverts!) and is currently scared like hell.
