Fast, so damn fast, it made one sick.
This was the only feeling the participants of the Evil Soil Track had.
A car going a hundred yards wasn't surprising, but this car wasn't even speeding on a road; it was on hills!
The "Legend" charged at full speed onto the road, the massive impact causing a dent on the road edge as it hit the shoulder!
More outrageous was that after getting on the road, the car hardly lost control or jolted; the speed didn't decrease, instead, it accelerated again!
"Drop the mines! Drop the damn mines!!!"
In front of the "Legend," another Colby Mule, with someone on it yelling at the top of their lungs, face red: That beast was about to crush them to pieces!
Bang.
"Are you brain-dead! The mines are in the cargo compartment!"
The driver was scared shitless, turned around and slapped the screaming companion, the extendable arm crossing the seat and hitting his face hard.