Speedster Oc Novels & Stories

Both were based on wrapping the sturdy Studebaker X-frame chassis and high-performance V-8 engines in a distinctive nothing-like-it-anywhere body. The Avanti was a 4 passenger car with a unique and attractive aerodynamic fiberglass body which set a number of speed records as the fastest production auto (over 170 MPH with factory engine) in the world at the time. A supercharger was a common factory option. To go with the performance, the 3,100 pound car was also the first US production auto with caliper disk brakes.

I have Light, and well, if what she did to Silvano is even a fraction of her power, I’m going to say me, and the baby is in good hands. ‘I will do my best to keep you and the pup safe. However, I cannot use the full extent of my power in this form. So keep that in mind.’ Light cautioned as I pulled out of the driveway. “Damn, this is a sweet ride. A Maserati Ghibli Trofeo, it can go from zero to ninety-six kilometers in under four seconds.” Persephone whistled in appreciation as she wrung a hand over the dashboard. She and papa were total gear heads.

I didn't want to chance losing them as I didn't have a second set. I passed the dungeon on the way to my actual garage, which houses two cars. One was a 1967 Shelby GT350, fully restored, of course. The second was the current model, the Shelby Mustang Super Snake GT500. It's a V-8 that can do zero to sixty in three and half seconds. Its top speed is two hundred miles an hour. Both were white with black accents and pristine, just the way I liked my things.

Jerk. He drives the car like it’s his second skin. It isn’t hard to tell that he loves this car. It doesn’t take long to reach the steakhouse. When Storm parks, I think I destroy my ripped skinny jeans along with my underwear. He parks beside a bright orange classic Ford Torino Cobra, which looks to me like a 1970 model, it’s gorgeous. I’ve always had a thing for classic cars. What I’m not expecting to see is the shiny blue Ford GT sitting right beside us and next to it is a metallic cherry red Porsche 918 Spyder. Those two are some of the world’s fastest cars. I’m gobsmacked.

"That's the—" "H-10 and H-10i," Scott cut in. "V8 turbo engine. Three-fifty top speed." He glanced at them. Their excitement exploded across their faces. They moved closer, cheering. "Ayyyy! Yes!" one said. "Finally, a man with taste," the other added. "Are you some kind of car expert?" Nose Ring asked. Scott smirked. "No. It's my design." Their eyes widened. "Fuck outta here," the older one said.

"We are going to Main Street right now!" Oscar Wayne was already sprinting out the grand front doors, his heavy combat boots crunching violently against the gravel driveway. Amora ran right behind him, her legs shaking so violently she nearly stumbled down the stone steps. Duncan caught her by the waist, lifting her effortlessly into the front seat of Oscar’s heavy tactical truck before jumping into the back himself. The truck’s engine roared to life with a violent screech of tires. Oscar slammed his foot onto the gas pedal, tearing down the winding mountain road at a dangerous, breakneck speed, leaving a thick cloud of dust behind them.

His emotions quickly stabilized, as he blurted out a bunch of nonsense at his friend. “Hahaha, you’re still as shameless as ever.” Kalen let his friend go as he retorted while laughing. ******************************************* Not too long later, Cruz finally returned with some hot fried rice, chicken and a salad he bought. They ate to their satisfaction, which granted Aledos strength to regain his usual vibrant attitude, as he started blabbering about how awesome Kalen’s car was. Though most of his words were exaggerate nonsense, the car was really a beast. Its normal speed was faster than 300km/hour, and its top speed was close to 600km/hour. Its tires were made from exotics, making the

I raise my brows, shaking my head. “I didn’t say that,” Ismail says smiling sheepishly. “Whatever, let’s go and close the deal.” But I come to a stop when I see something amazing. “Oh, my God! Is that a Lamborghini Aventador S 2019, with 8,400 rpm horse and a top speed of 217 miles per hour?” I squeal when I see my dream car. “Wow, I can see you really like this car,” Ismail says. “Like it? I love it! I love this car.”

The grey Nissan was parked across the street and Connor opened the door to her, before walking around the car getting into the drivers side. "How fast does a car like this go ?" Amelia leaned over to peak at the speedometer. They got onto the freeway, and he pushed down the pedal a bit, making the car roar, before answering with a grin. "Well a lot faster than the legal limit. I think the record is 193 mph on a closed track". "193 mph! Oh wow ! I wouldn't dare to go that fast". She said her eyes were blown big, wondering why they built it to go that fast.

He still couldn't outrun Tyger! At this moment, Tyger quickly stepped on the gas pedal, and the speed immediately surged to 120. So what if Frederick was good at modifying cars? An electric scooter was just a scooter after all. 80 miles per hour was probably its limit because its engine didn't have more power. The distance between the two of them quickly widened again, but after a few minutes of driving, Tyger slightly slowed down because he knew there was a turn ahead. As Tyger was slowing down, Frederick's motorcycle reappeared in Tyger's rearview mirror.