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Smart_Roadster's attempt at a Fan Fiction
First of all, I have not yet had the chance to take all the pictures needed, so at the moment it's text only. The pictures will be up ASAP; until then, you will have to use your imagination. Enjoy!Intro
Adam is a university student who has a passion for cars and racing. He shares a flat in London with his friend Joel, who is interested in music and sports. Adam is studying arts at university, but at the same time is trying to make a name for himself in the racing world. This is his story.
Chapter 1 - The Gift
4/6/2011 - Adam stood on the stage and accepted the slip of paper. With him were 7 other hopefuls who had all made it through. He had done his training, and was now standing there, staring with glee at the paper in his hand. His racing license.Adam drove out of the racing academy in his beige Volvo 740 estate. He had bought it for £450 as his first car, and it had served him well. But as he pulled into his usual parking space outside his central London flat, there was a cough from the engine and smoke began trickling from the bonnet. 'DAMN!'
He got out, slammed the door, and stepped into the lift. Soon, he was back at his apartment. He walked in to find his roommate Joel watching the Euro 2012 qualifiers. They greeted each other and Adam told Joel about his success at the racing school and his mishap with the Volvo.
'Don't worry' said Joel. 'Me and the guys at uni decided to all pitch in and get you a surprise gift. It's out back.'
Joel led Adam outside and down into the alleyway behind the flats. The colour struck him first. Yellow. Dazzling amongst the sea of urban grey. Then the shape. Slick, beautiful and fast. It was a car. A 1996 Lotus Elise in mustard yellow.
'Thank you SO much!' exclaimed Adam with delight. 'I can't wait to try it out!'
'Well you're in luck,' replied Joel. 'There's a track day at a track up in Cheshire today - Runcorn Park or something.
'Oh yeah, Runcorn Raceway I think you mean. Nice little track.'
'It's happening at 6:00pm, you better get there quickly.'
'I'm out of here!'
Adam took the Lotus straight to some B-Roads to get there. It had a brilliant chassis, and surprising speed for a car with such a small power output.
He shot past the hapless Nissan Micra and kicked out the tail in the following corner.
''Ooh, he was going a bit quickly wasn't he bill?'
'Yes he was Ethel; now where's my boiled sweets?'
'Pfff... Sunday drivers...'
After three hours of hooning around on B-Roads, Adam arrived at Runcorn Raceway. 'Let the fun begin'
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