Chapter 208 It Was All Thanks to Nancy
Jordan's car was pinned between the cliff wall and Bob's vehicle. Sparks flew as metal scraped against stone. His face darkened when he glanced over, only to see Bob flipping him off.
From the stands, people leapt to their feet.
"God, what happened to Jordan?"
"Isn't number 19 going too far? That car could explode at this rate!"
"He's the captain of the Murrays' team. How could he not dodge that? Pathetic!" Someone sneered.
The Riversdale team members berated him as well. "Did he really think he could keep Fergus with skills like that? What a joke. Fergus staying with that trash team for years was generous enough!"
The Murrays' team sat stiffly with dread. If their captain went down here, their shot at the nationals would effectively be over.
Bob smirked as he watched Jordan struggle.
Jordan's wheel rattled violently in his hands. Every ounce of pressure on his arms sent waves of pain through his bones. Sweat poured down his face.
Had his hands been fine, Bob wouldn't have st

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