Chapter index: Chapter 1 - So... I suck? Chapter 2 - Driving like a drunk chipmunk Chapter 3 - RAGE! Chapter 4 - Return of the commentator! Chapter 5 - Lots and lots of text Chapter 6 - Still nothing interesting happening Chapter 7 - An enemy Chapter 8 - Epic battle! Chapter 9 - It's all fun and games before someone becomes penyless Chapter 10 - Back to basics Chapter 11 - Making progress Chapter 12 - Planning Chapter 13 - Revealing the Jaguar Chapter 14 - France! Chapter 15 - Racing...IN FRANCE! So maybe some people remember that I started a little race story all the way back in August. For those that don't here is the link. Click on it, read it and then read this. Please? Chapter 6 - Still nothing interesting happening ''So Oliver, who is this guy you know?'' ''He's a Citroen fan. Maybe he'll want the car.'' ''I hope so, because I don't want to drive it for another minute.'' ''Be glad you get to drive for once.'' -3600 seconds later- ''Okay we're here...'' The car stops and I hear the door open, when suddenly I hear a noise... The kind of noise a bag of potatoes makes when it hits the ground. Max fell out of the car. ''Oh thank god, I'm out! It's like an oven in there!'' ''You don't like it?'' ''Oh I love it. I really love the way it can hardly go up a hill, it's pink and it HAS NO AC'' ''Why didn't you say so I'll sell it to y...'' ''ZIP IT!'' -KNOCK KNOCK KNOCKKITY KNOCK- Oliver knocked on his friends door. Soon a man opens the door. I'm surprised Oliver actually knows a man past his thirties. He has gray hair along the sides and a Citroen shirt, that looks like it has been washed regularly. ''Hey Neil'' ''Hi Oliver. What are you doing here?'' ''We're here to sell you a 2cv'' ''WOW really? That's... sorry I can't buy it.'' ''But you only have three!'' ''Yeah and the mrs. is getting sick of them.'' ''Come on. It's a special color you don't have yet.'' ''Oh really? Is it blue?'' ''No. The colour doesn't really matter does it?'' ''Green?'' ''No, that doesn't matter. It's in great conditio...'' ''Red?'' ''Alright, alright... It's pink.'' ''No deal.'' As soon as I hear that I look around and I see Max has his eyes wide open in shock. ''Guys... You have exactly five minutes to get rid of that car. I did certainly NOT drive for that long in an old oven for nothing! Andi if you do not you will be sorry!'' I find it really rather amusing, that Max is usualy the calm tempered one, but something like this really makes him mad. I need an excuse to think of quickly. ''Neil, who's that at the door?'' ''Nothing love, just some friends.'' ''You had better not be buying another 2cv!'' ''No love! In fact they're just about to leave now.'' I hear someone coming over in slippers. I presume it's Neil's wife. ''Who are you?'' ''Oh well we are just some friends sto...'' ''Yeah right. You think none of you never came here before? We have enough of these useless cars!'' ''Love please!'' ''Quiet Neil.'' ''Well where is it then?'' ''What?'' ''Well the car! Where is it?'' The wife or ''love'' is getting a bit agitated. Sorry Neil. ''It's right around the corner.'' ''I knew it! Neil you liar! Don't you lie to me like that.'' ''But...'' ''No butts! We don't need any more of this junk.'' Suddenly to my surprise (and probably everyone elses) the wife runs out and looks around the corner in her slippers. Only god knows what will happen when she actually sees the car if she reacts like that just when we mention it. So I cover my ears in fear of any potential ear drum bursting yelling. ''Ooh well this is not bad.'' ''What?'' ''What a lovely color!'' ''Pinch me. I must be dreaming...'' ''Well dear mrs. Neil's wife this wonderful car is available to you for purchase right now!'' ''Oh no what am I supposed to do with my old RX-7'' Well that's it. No way we're selling anything now. I was about to leave, but it seems my friends have a tendency to do things I don't suspect. That can be annoying at times. ''We'll trade the cars then!'' ''Well I don't know. It doesn't seem like a useful car.'' ''Nonsense! It's like one of those electric city cars. They don't go really fast, but they're perfect for grocery shopping. Well except it's not electric and it's old and has none of the modern accomodations we got used to, but never mind that, it has a beautiful err... steering... wheel.'' ''What do you think Neil?'' Neil seemed to be picking his nose at the time. ''What?'' ''Then it's settled! We will exchange keys and off we go then!'' And with that it's all finished. I don't have to see that thing anymore. I had grown tired of it after one drive. And I get a half decent car out of it too! Well. I hope so. ''So the RX-7. It has two seats. Someone will take the train I suppose.'' ''Not it!'' ''Not it!'' ''Not i... nooo!'' ''The train station is that way.'' *points that way* ''But it's my car!'' ''Well no offence, but who got you the car? Yes it was me and Oliver.'' ''Mostly me, but yes.'' ''Well but... Oh fine, take it.'' I watch the car leave and head to the train station. I just hope I didn't forget my wallet. It's in my pocket probably... right? -The next day- Oh what time is it? 12? Brilliant I slept through a third of the day. I throw something that looks edible into my mouth and then proceed to call a taxi, which then takes me to Max and Oliver's house. I then proceed to ring the doorbell. Soon after Max opens the door. ''Hey, how was the train ride?'' ''Awful. I ended up hitch hiking.'' ''Did you forget your wallet?'' ''No I just... Don't like trains. Can I have my car keys?'' ''Sure thing. It's a fun little car you know.'' I take the keys and head on over to Gerry to give the car I got a nice thurrough check up. I still can't believe I. Oh. I mean Oliver and Max were able to trade that thing. -several minutes and a couple of seconds later- I drive up to Gerry's place and geto ut of the car. ''Gerry!'' ''What! Are you here to pay me for repairing your car's?'' ''No, but I do need you to check this car out. See if it's any good will you?'' ''No. You already owe me for the other cars and now you want me to find even more garage space for another rust bucket?'' ''Well I could bring a 2cv here. In pink.'' ''You know that you have a way of not making sense at all?'' ''I have been informed, yes.'' ''Fine. Give me the keys and I'll have it checked up.'' ''You're awesome Gerry.'' ''You're not Drake.'' And so I am driving in a taxi. Yet again. I really need to get those cars back. At home I play some more Plopy Station to try improve my driving skills. Even though I kind of lost hope. You can't get driving skills from a video game. I mean it's not like there's a competition run by the game develloper called GT academy or any... I'm getting off track again. -The next day- *yawn* Hey I actually woke up at 9 today. This should be a good day. I eat a bowl of cheerios and brush my teeth and do all the other early morning things everyone does and then decide to NOT call a cab. I walk. It's only thirty minutes anyway. I come to Gerry's place after 50 minutes of walking (yes my assesment of 30 minutes was wrong) and quickly find him looking for something in what can only be described as a pile of old doohickies. ''Hey Gerry! How's my car?'' I am surprised to find Gerry giving me a smiling expression back. ''Hey Drake! That car you bought is great!'' ''Oh. no rust?'' ''Not only that, but it seems, that someone installed a Sports ECU in it, a Racing filter and a couple of other goodies as well.'' ''Wow really? I doubt it was the woman I got it from. She probably bought it used from somebody.'' ''So listen. I've been thinking about not giving you the car back.'' I take a minute or two and try to think of something smart to say, but all I say is. ''What?'' ''Oh let me finish. I'll give you the repaired Silvia of yours and the Opel for free!'' ''Wow really? That's ama... ohuawh wait. I don't know. I don't think it's worth it.'' ''What?'' Oh I have him now. I can see he likes the car and I'm not letting it go that easily. ''Well it is a very nice car from the eighties. I'm sure you could sell it for a profit or even keep it as your own.'' After some thinking and silly facial expressions Gerry finally answered. ''Okay fine. I'll give you an aditional $500. How about that?'' I wanted to ask for a bit more, because I'm like that to my friends, but decided not to. Better not make Gerry too disapointed or else he might not like me or something. I can't see why. I am so likable. ''Alright Gerry you have yourself a deal. Hand me $500 and the keys and I'll be on my way.'' ''Perfect! I have the keys with me megically as we speak so here you go!'' ''Hurray!'' I call Max on the phone and tell him that he needs to get to Gerry's because I got both my cars back. He was there soon enough and we were on our way to my house. ''Wow, you really got a good deal to get these back.'' ''Yeah I know. Gerry's the man!'' So life is finaly getting back on track. If I ignore the fact that I stil lam lacking money and I'm still not really a good driver. We shall see in the future. Well this chapter took a while. I was waiting for GT5 you know. It had nothing to do with laziness I assure you. I will try and bring out new chapters once every two weeks from now on. And I apologise for this one being dull and boring, but I had to ge out of the carless state somehow.