Pursuing the Love of a Racer: 4G GUYS
Verse-82

GRAAAK!

The rolling door finally crackled open, slowly but surely, the metal door was exposed upwards.

Motorcycle tail competition numbered 666 was finally rolled out welcomed at least five pairs of eyes that did not blink since the rolling door opened.

The roar of the engine sounds roaring with disdain, the crossers preparing for the free practice session.

"You sure, he's the Storm?" Devian frowned. "A very small feeling!"

"By thee, Tem!" Evan who was heating the engine in the pit line gave a glimpse at Devian. "Pan lu tau doi is sick again," he growled with subtle mouth movements.

Devian instantly fell silent, but was still unsure of Evan's rebuttal.

The black-green motorcycle, numbered 666, approached them and flinched. The engine suddenly died.

Elijah gulped with wide eyes. The motorcycle number in front of him made his heart explode-999. Both knees suddenly felt shaky. He glanced over to the side of the pit line and found Igun, Devian and Maha there. The three men were watching him with round eyes and mouth.

Not wrong again, he thought. He must be Evan!

And that conclusion made his heart pound even more.

Denta knitted his brows among the crowd. As promised, he will be on the pit line when the competition takes place. But his face was covered in a black mask. He also wears a hat and wear pack uniform with pit crew Elijah, but still wears a tight, high-necked t-shirt on the inside.

None of those who were curious about him were aware of his existence in the pit line.

Evan peeked silently at Elijah through his rearview mirror with his eyebrows intertwined. What's wrong? thought. You didn't come down, did you see me?

Elijah was still unmoved in his place like a pillar of salt.

Dede and Gilang rushed towards the girl to see if there was something wrong with her vehicle, but Denta then held their shoulders and gushed between them.

Now the man himself who approached Elijah, bowing in front of Elijah pretended to fix something in the pull start while whispering, "Ever the horror of this saying, the greatest enemy is yourself?"

Elijah blinked and realized from his shock.

"Lower yourself first" hissed Denta near Elijah's ear. "You want to beat him up!" he glanced towards Evan.

Elijah spontaneously flabbergasted. How did he know what I was thinking?

Does Denta know who he is?

Does Denta know Evan?

You idiot! inner Elijah scolded himself. Of course they know each other. They are both crossers!

Devian was still watching the pit crew and the 666 crosser with his eyes squinted. I feel something strange.

In another corner of the pit line, Ardian Kusuma was also watching them while smiling faintly.

In the next second, the sounds of the machine re-excited and blared in the open air.

Denta lit the machine with an urgent sharp gaze.

Elijah was a little taken aback when Denta played the accelerator and roared his exhaust as a challenge gesture.

Evan leaned over the cover body, pretending to check the engine parts of his motorcycle, waiting for Elijah to move first.

The next second, the 666 motorcycle finally rolled past it. Elijah glanced at the man through the corner of his eye, still trying to ascertain if he was really Evan.

Evan straightened his body while smiling in a knot, then caught up with the girl.

Elijah spontaneously raised his speed once he realized Evan was not far behind him.

Evan also raised his speed.

Elijah tried to avoid the man by overtaking the other participants, but the man also overtook the same participant from the other side.

He's pinching me! Elijah realized. Then he slipped into the middle of the other participants.

Evan burst out on the other side and darted ahead of everyone and in an instant became the leading position.

G o b l o k! Elijah scolded himself. Why am I giving him a crack, anyway?

Is the girl racing or running away?

Why was he so busy avoiding goon riding? thought furious.

Lucky is just an exercise.

Well, now we finally know why Elijah is nicknamed the Eternal Squid.

Evan was wrong. Elijah is not talented to be a racer. What he's been doing on the circuit all this time is not racing, but looking to be safe.

Denta said, the true task of the racer is the race.

So, in this case, Evan is actually not outrageous. But that's what he taught!

Looks like I have to be a little harder on him, Denta thought. Or even sweeter!

As soon as the free practice session ended, Denta immediately dragged Elijah to the pit box. "What did you call a race?" tanyanya scoffing.

Elijah blinked and stuttered. What's wrong? he thought he didn't understand. A little irritated.

Denta pulled the helmet off the girl's head and lowered it. Then leaned closer to Elijah's face, "Focus on your role, honey!" his is half demanding. "Do I need to repeat? A rider's job is to race!" stressed emphatically.

Elijah bowed with a gloomy face. Feeling a little familiar with that urge. But still do not understand where the mistake.

"What you did on the track wasn't a race!" Denta.

Not a race he said? Elijah spontaneously tightens the jaw. He lifted his face and threw a sharp glare at Denta.

How can someone who desperately struggles in the middle of the circuit be said not to race?

The circuit is the race!

And motocross is a race held on the ground, rocky and muddy, which consists of obstacles and artificial mounds to jump over the crossers. Layout motocross circuits also utilize landscapes for changes in elevation, terrain and distinctive features.

Motocross places a higher emphasis on the skill and physical fitness of the crosser than the motor performance of most other racing sports. Of course, the set-up of the bike is adapted to the crosser racing style with handling and suspension that are essential for Grand Prix results. However, the biggest factors still come from the technique, physical condition and mental strength of the crosser.

MXGP also actually overhauled the Women—WMX category. But Elijah is not in that category right now.

And so far, didn't he almost top the qualifiers?

The classification of the qualification determines the crosser to select the gate and start with parallel position. The crosser that tops the qualification will start at the first gate, followed by the second best crosser, third and so on. And Elijah occupies the second best gate.

Considering she was the only female crosser in this tournament, shouldn't that be more than enough?

This isn't the specification!

It turns out that he makes no difference to Evan, Elijah's mind is bitter.

"Gua has said that there are no talent caves!" tukas Elijah fierce.

Denta smiled faintly and raised Elijah's face, pulling the girl's chin with his knuckle. "Which is sweeter?" the tan is soft yet piercing. "A declaration of love or a confession about your talent?"

Elijah did not answer.

"Everyone's talent is only one percent" continued Denta. "But love can reach ninety-nine percent."

"Ninety-nine?" Elijah frowned.

"Yes, that one percent is talent!" sergeant Denta.

Then both chuckle. At least he's funnier, Elijah thought.

"Denger, Honey!" whispered Denta while hugging Elijah. "I don't want you to win, but you're here for the competition. So, be competent a little!"

Elijah went silent again. Still don't understand what to do.

Denta pulled his face away, but did not let go of his embrace. He looked into Elijah's eyes. "When you're on the circuit, all the participants are your opponents. So defeat them because the fate of an opponent is to be defeated and not give up."

Elijah is still flinching.

"You have above average speed" continued Denta. "But to this extent, you haven't fought anyone. You keep avoiding and looking safe. If I had half of your ability.." Denta hung up his sentence and ducked lower, brought his mouth closer to Elijah's ear, then added, "I won't lose to Triple Nine!"