RacingRacing3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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The roar of engines pierced the darkness and Raph wondered randomly why it seemed that the sound was so much louder at night than during the day. Could the sun absorb sound and the moon simply reflect it? He might bring that up to Donny some day and see how the genius managed such an esoteric concept.
Raph was seated sideways on his parked motorcycle, his long muscular legs stretched out in front of him and crossed at the ankles. His visor was up, but even in the darkness he didn't remove the helmet because in a few seconds the flash of headlights would reveal him.
Sitting just beyond the hand-made quarter mile marker, Raph watched the combatants pulling into position. Across from him on the other side of the abandoned airplane runway, two young men sat on the hood of their car. They were the official spotters for this race; Raph was there to break a tie.
He'd discovered this little band of street racers a couple of months previously and the thrill