Reverse 2 Point Turnabout Novels & Stories

The car swerved harder, inches from slamming into the barrier. Her fingers tightened on the wheel Unresponsive. “Fix it.” [Insufficient automatic correction.] Alina exhaled trying to remain calm [Suggestion: Use Points.] Her eyes narrowed. “For what?” [Emergency Option Unlocked: Precision Override — 50 Points] [Effect: Temporary full control synchronization (3 seconds)] Three seconds. At this speed That was everything. Or nothing. The car jerked again. Closer to the edge. She might lose the car any moment from now Behind her

"This is an auto so it's easy. You see all these alphabets right here?" "Yeah." "Not all of them are important. You just have to know that D stands for drive, R is for reverse means going backwards and N. That's neutral. P is for park. You use that before turning the engine off okay?" "Okay." "That's basically it," he said thoughtfully. "Please don't leave anything out," I said worriedly.

"The first turn is a ninety-degree left. They're going to try to pinch you against the crane supports!" I saw the maneuver developing before it happened. Two of the white riders braked hard, angling their bikes to close the gap. I didn't slow down. I tapped the override switch I'd installed on the mapping, forcing the Engine into its high-compression phase prematurely. The Norton lunged forward, a violent burst of speed that carried me through the gap before they could seal it. I felt the heat of their exhaust against my leg as I shot past, the crane supports a blur of rusted iron.

They were gear teeth hidden in the concrete. ​"It’s a dial," Damian realized. "The entire press is a combination lock." ​I reached for the massive flywheel. It was cold, the iron biting into my palms. I didn't need a code; I needed a rhythm. I turned it three rotations to the left the "Vance" turn. Then, I stepped back and let Damian take the handle. ​"Now you," I whispered. "The Thorne turn. Four rotations to the right. The partner’s weight."

I scan the area, searching through the forest line and my heart drops when I see it. Two red glowing eyes staring right at me, unblinking and eerily still. Two black paws emerge from the shadows of the tree line and the grey, disfigured wolf inches closer step by step. I’m frozen with fear, stuck on this hill, and suddenly I’m not in Stars wolf form anymore, it’s just me. Shaking and unable to move even a step away from this wolf closing the distance. I know what he plans to do and the thought of it happening once again has me physically paralyzed. He’s almost in front of me now and I can’t move. The one who turned me is in front of me now and I scream. We scream. Star and I both yell “No!”

I thought of breaking the journey by cutting through a particular street, with a hand break ninety degrees turn, I accelerated into a closed end, the miscalculation was due to the fear, pressure, tension and shock. I realized I was at a dead end. Looking through the rear view mirror, I could see the Cruiser's lights from a distance, I could recognize them because they had fog lights all around, within a nano second thought... I'm sure by survival instincts... I had engaged the reverse gear and powered down the accelerator, without a doubt the BEAST responded and with the roaring sound, screeching tyres, a little movement behind, I pulled my hand break and with a turn of the steering, my car

‘three…’ ‘two…’ ‘one…Gotcha.’ She whisper yelled as she took a super clear shot of Mystery man. She pumped her fist in the air and swiftly turned off the headlamp, revved the engine and maneuvered the car into a very perfect U-turn that had the couple scurrying to safety.

He said before he sharply turned his car, drifting the corner and narrowly hitting the side of Mikkilo's McLaren. Mikkino's car overturned, causing him to momentarily lose control and turn completely to the side and giving me the perfect opening I needed. Now I understand what Ace meant. In order to slam perfectly into Mikkinol, I’d have to run the Raptor into the buildings…I’d have to go straight.

"She—" "Betrayed you?" I turned off the recording. "Just like you betrayed me." "Interesting?" Dante knelt on the ground, his body weak, utterly defeated. "I really... have nothing left..." he mumbled. "No," I corrected him. "You still have your life." "Though I don't know how long you can keep it." As soon as I finished speaking, the sound of car engines came from a distance. Two black SUVs drove into the pier, their headlights blinding.

I stayed put; I allowed him to reverse and then drive off before I followed after him. I sped up, pushing past the limits, closing in on him. He honked loudly, but I ignored it. Just as I expected, he swerved into a turn. I drove past, gained some distance, then made a sharp turn and came to an abrupt stop. His car slammed into mine, the dented metal proof of the force he’d taken. I shifted into reverse, then drove forward again. This time, the impact was brutal, his car flipped, rolling over and over until it was nothing but metal scrap. The bus had taken heavy damage too, and warm blood trickled down the side of my head.