prologue
For some people, the feeling commences the moment they start high school – preparing for the test that gives them freedom of the open road. You wrap your fingertips around the car's steering wheel, your foot lightly dribbled over the gas pedal – every ounce of power running through your veins.
You can feel it, breathe it, become it.
Exhaling for the final time, you loosen your grip and let your mind ease as you shift gears from park to drive. The slight gust of wind rushes inside the vehicle and you willingly let the summer's breeze make your hair dance – becoming one with the engine, the wind and the road beneath you.
And then you drive.
There are no questions, no ands, buts or ifs about it. It's an extinct, your subconscious wants you to speed forward. The sound of the motor roars to life, but it doesn't worry you – it excites you.
You love the unexpected, the danger, and the bliss excitement of stopping the moment before you crash. The second before everything could go wrong, but it doesn't.
In Beverly Hills, we called that living on the edge.
And boy did we do it well.
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