(n.) the perfect, delicate, crucial moment; the fleeting rightness of time and place that creates the opportune atmosphere for action, words, or movement.
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PART ONE: The Fast and The Furious
PART TWO: Fast & Furious
PART THREE: Fast Five
& cont...
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Sophia pulled her hair back into a ponytail as she strode over towards Mia and Dom. Just as she opened her mouth to talk someone pulled a shitty ass looking car in front of the entrance of the garage. Dom and Sophia walked towards it as he said, "What the hell is this?"
Brian stepped out from behind the car with a wide smirk on his face. Dom crossed his arms, "What am I doin with this?"
Brian pointed towards the car still grinning, "This is your car."
Sophia couldn't help but smile at him as Dom smirked, "That's my car?"
Jesse walked up to the car and hit it as Dom said, "I said a ten second car not a ten minute car."
Mia laughed from her spot beside her sister as Jesse said, "You could push this across the finish line or tow it."
"Couldn't even tow that across the finish line." Dom said as Mia, Letty, and Sophia all laughed.
Brian smirked, "No faith."
Dom shook his head, "Oh I have faith in you, but this isn't a junkyard this is a garage."
Brian smiled even wider, "Pop the hood."
Dom cocked head to the side, "Pop the hood?"
Brian nodded confidently, "Pop the hood."
Sophia laughed as she walked to the front of the car and popped the hood.Dom, Brian, and Jesse came up behind her as she inspected it.
Her eyes widened as she checked it out, "2-JZ engine, holy shit."
Brian laughed as he looked over at Dom, "What did I tell you?"
Sophia shut the hood and leaned against it as Dom said, "I retract my previous statement."
Jesse cleared his throat, "You know what this will decimate all after you put about fifteen grand in it- or more if we have to overnight parts from Japan."
Dom only laughed, "Put it on my tab at Harry's."
"I gotta get you racing again so I can make money off your ass. There's a show down in the desert called Race Wars and that's where you'll do it." Dom said as he looked at Brian.
Race Wars? No way in hell he was ready for that!
"I'll tell you what, when you're not working at Harry's you're working here. If you can't find the right tool in this garage Mr. Arizona, then you don't belong near a car." Dom said before he walked out of the garage.
