Reverse 2 Point Turnabout Novels & Stories

Iris was the textbook snooty blueblood, with that wild-child vibe and a smirk that just screamed trouble. Damon was the real deal—a gentleman through and through. He was all about precision and poise. His nose was like a sculpture, and his lips, sealed in a straight line, made him look serene. Some folks would call a guy like him ice-cold, but I had seen him put his life on the line for me. That thought alone sent a wave of warmth through me. It was like history was repeating itself, but it was a whole new ballgame this time. Out of nowhere, the wedding car procession ground to a halt. I looked up, and there was Iris, suited up and sporting the groom's boutonniere, smack in the middle of the

Just before reaching the curve, he quickly made the maneuver and easily navigated through it. The audience watching the live stream burst into cheers, especially Jordan, who had only seen Tyger race once before and was now exclaiming in amazement. "Oh my gosh, that's so cool! "Tyger had just a few centimeters between himself and the mountainside at the inside of the curve. It is absolutely perfect timing at the turn." Leaning into the turn meant tilting the entire vehicle toward the inside of the curve, allowing for the most efficient path through the turn.

She floored the accelerator, and the speedometer needle shot up to 300. "Mister, sit tight!" Larissa reminded Ambrose. The car was on the verge of flying out of the corner when Larissa executed a beautiful drift. The sports car made a 180-degree turn, the rear end swung out in a drift. The sound of tires gripping the ground was sharp and ear-piercing. The two cars behind shot out of the corner and flipped midair before crashing with a thunderous roar. Like toy building blocks, the cars slammed hard into each other.

"Ara, close your eyes and tighten your seatbelt!" I scream even before I see Zed's next move. He then looks over his right shoulder, places his right hand on the top of the steering wheel, then eases off his foot abruptly from the brake pedal. I scream again as the car reverses and accelerates backward, missing the car that speeds next to us narrowly.

"You'll be busy from now on." I held the wheel tight when I parked the car. I felt my body trembling from the nervousness. *I drove fast after I did the U-turn, doing the zigzag mode each cars I passed by just to get back immediately to the hospital. I heard siren from the police mobile, I passed the check-point, I violate all the road rule just to see what’s the condition of Storm.

The driver uttered, staring at her through the front mirror. “I said TURN AROUND.” She barked, edge with anticipation. “Yes miss...” He answered, swiftly turning his hand around the stirring wheel while he curved the nearest round about– taking the path back home.

They were approaching a curve in the road when Steve made his decision. Just as they reached the start of the curve, Steve pushed his knee hard against the steering wheel. The driver was confused for a few seconds when he was unable to turn the wheel. Seeing Steve's knee pressing against it, he violently jerked it just as Steve withdrew his knee. The result was a full 360 degree spin, followed by a 180. The ass end of the SUV hit the guard rails.

In an attempt to avoid it, I swerved the vehicle on the hard surface while the tires screeched. The car was now facing the opposite direction of the final line, and right in front of Ronnie, who had stopped his vehicle, he had that unavoidable smirk on his lips—the kind that always meant he was planning something. Warming the engine, I returned the smile. Ronnie's Porsche raced toward me, and I used the rearview mirror to reverse the car backwards at a speed that even Ronnie could not match. The sixth turn was the next most difficult, and it was not for nothing that it was dubbed the devil's turn.

‘I should take an exit from this road and got a shortcut to get home. She bent down and pulled out the gas clutch, she glanced at the rearview mirror, the car also sped up. Up to the Y junction she abruptly changed the turn and made the car sped up to pass her through. She stopped, held the brake clutch and saw the car immediately slowed down its speed. It seemed he had realized she played a trick for him and would choose the other turn to avoid him. She grinned and started to put one gear, getting her motorbike moved backward before taking another turn as the car seemed impossible to turn around its direction.

Prayed she wouldn't get angry with me for pushing. In true Kamari fashion, she took off her goggles and rolled her eyes at me. "I would, but the fucking thing feels so unsteady when more petrol is involved." "Just counterbalance it then," I retorted and realized she had no idea what I was talking about. Her eyes narrowed in on me. Hands lightly balled into fists. "It is when you lean to the other side a bit to counteract the obstacle in your way. If there is a rock on your left, lean into it. This will make it feel less like you will tip over."