Reverse 2 Point Turnabout Novels & Stories

Instead, he remarked casually, "Leave your car here. The driver will pick it up tomorrow morning. I want to see how skilled you are at reversing my car into the garage." Sage opted to not say anything about it. When she finally drove back to the estate's garage, she was bummed out by the difficulty of having to reverse into the garage. Even though there was a rearview camera helping her out on the monitor, she still couldn't park the car properly in reverse. "Pay attention to the yellow lines sketched on both sides of the tires. You should adjust the car's angle while turning the steering wheel around slowly." To Sage's surprise, Ian actually leaned over to grab one of her hands which rested

After the last bend, he only needed to turn the steering wheel 180 degrees to go downhill for the final sprint. But at this moment, Maria’s car has already reached the peak. Young Master Warren clenched his teeth and was about to catch up, but he saw Maria’s car suddenly brake sharply and, right in front of him, turn 180 degrees in place! Young Master Warren was shocked! “What the fu@k…!” She turned around on the spot? While he was struck dumb, Maria’s car zoomed past him. And in that split second, he actually saw Maria resting her right elbow on the car window, her right hand lightly supporting her face.

“I’ll be right back.” The wizard got out of the car and walked fifteen or twenty paces to the intersection. The light turned green as he neared the corner. His comrades watched as he stopped and turned his head first to the right and then to the left. He waited a moment for the light to become red again, and then took a few quick steps out into the middle of the intersection. He paused there for just an instant before spinning around and moving back the way he had come, continuing on until he had disappeared from sight round the corner. When he reappeared, he strode quickly back to the car.

“We’re easy targets in this lane.” “Look for a way out,” Ara said, scanning the map. “There’s an old commercial bypass two blocks back. It’s narrow, but if we reverse and take the industrial cut, it might work.” Ronan didn’t hesitate. He threw the car into reverse, the transmission grinding as he made a tight, illegal U-turn, ignoring the angry honks behind them. The sedan lurched down a narrow side street, away from the traffic jam. The second the car entered the alley, bright red text exploded across Ara’s vision.

"Unless you want to forfeit the test completely and take a fail." "No," I exclaim, flicking on my blinker and checking my blind spots before I pull out from the curb and back onto the street. stoping before I reach the dead end, I put my blinker on again, check for oncoming traffic before turning my car towards a house for point two and then shift the car onto the opposite side of the road. "Alright, we're going to head back now." She instructs, and my spirits fade. The only way it could be over so quickly is if I failed, but it couldn't have been my three-point turn, that's the one thing I'm confident I got right.

"Now turn around!" "Yes, Alpha!" Cameron swings the van around in an impressive maneuver, our bodies rocking from side to side as he gets us righted and back on the highway. We almost launch head-first into an oncoming truck, but our gamma swerves out of the way just in time, missing the truck by seconds. We all hold onto the sides of our seats as the van begins to tip to the side, righting itself as he corrects our trajectory. Landing with a loud clang the van rocks as all four wheels reconnect with the ground.

"Work through it with me." "Right now." "Conceptually. Humour me." I looked at the wall. Then back at him. "If you plant further back you lose momentum on the approach." "Only if your approach speed is wrong. Come in slightly faster and—" "Then you overshoot the turn." "Not if the foot placement compensates—" "It doesn't compensate it just moves the problem—" "THAT'S what I'm saying." He turned toward me like I'd said the exact thing he'd been waiting for. "The problem moves somewhere you can actually fix. You can't fix a bad edge mid-turn. You CAN fix an overshoot because it's just speed…"

It is a year after I gave birth to our son, Austin. I thought I make a right turn but it turns out I made a wrong turn. ________________________________________________________________________________

Gil slid in and turned the car on a second later, hitting the gas in reverse and spinning it into the opposite direction. A gun shot went off.

"It’s like watching a toddler try to operate a crane!" ​"At least I'm not a coward who screams at rubber ghosts!" I retorted, finally regaining control and lurching toward him again. ​I was getting the hang of it now. I learned that if I turned the wheel hard right while reversing, I could swing the front of my car around. I caught him right on the driver-side door, pinning him against the outer railing. ​"Locked in!" I cheered, keeping my foot firmly on the gas so he couldn't move. "Say it! Say I'm the superior driver!"