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The silver car looked familiar to Nicole.“ Back to the Future,” Sam said.“ You have a drivers license, don’ t you?” Sam asked. Nicole nodded.“ The Delorean is so cool. Get in,” Sam said, opening the gull wing door. Tanya started to protest. Eddie pulled her aside.“ One of the problems with the car was being under powered for the weight. The reports said“ Of course it hugs the ground, it’ s a cute little tank with a four cylinder,” he informed Tanya.“ I’ ll be surprised if she does eighty,” Eddie said, unaware Sam had driven all the cars on the track and on the open road. With Sam’ s instruction, Nicole pushed the car to one hundred miles an hour. Back in the garage Nicole hugged Sam.“ I love it,” Nicole said.“ We have to ask your parents first,” Sam said.“ Ask what?” Tanya inquired.“ Nicole thinks you look great in the Jag and Eddie needs a Cobra, so they are yours when you move in. Nicole loves the Delorean and with your permission, if she has no accidents in her current car, when she turns eighteen I want her to have the car.”“ That is very generous but...” Tanya hesitated and saw this through Sam’ s eyes. Sam had been more than generous with her and Eddie. Was it fair not to allow Sam to be who she really was? Nicole had been cold from the start. This certainly broke the ice.“ But what?” Sam asked and watched Tanya glance at Justin. Sam had no intention of leaving out the young man.“ I know your father plans to give you his truck when you get your drivers license. So I offer you the same deal. Don’ t wreck the truck and when you turn eighteen... Pick one,” Sam said, with a wave of her arm. Eddie put his foot down.“ The imports are off limits,” Eddie said, as Justin’ s eyes immediately fell upon the yellow Lamborghini. Sam smiled.“ Like your father said. Let me show you something,” Sam led him toward a plain looking 1969 Camaro.“ If I remember correctly there were less than one hundred of these made and only a few still exist. The car was lovingly referred to as a“ sleeper” when racing for pink slips was popular. The winner got the other guys car, his girlfriend was optional,” Sam caused Justin to blush again.“ Take it for a spin,” she said, opening the driver’ s door and looking at Eddie.
Justin missed the intention and started to climb behind the wheel.“ Your father drives. I have something for you to drive when you get back from the track,” Sam laughed, as Justin ran around to the passenger side. Eddie took the car for a test drive. Sam grabbed a plastic bottle of bleach and hopped on the golf cart. Tanya and Nicole were right behind her.“ You probably want to clean the tires first,” Sam said, as she pulled along side and showed Eddie the bottle in her hand. Eddie smiled, rolled his eyes and shook his head. Leaning in the window, Sam said,“ Don’ t tell me you’ ve never done this before.”“ A long time ago,” Eddie replied.“ Like riding a bike. Smoke‘ em!” she said, poured a puddle of bleach in front of the rear tires and ran back to the cart. Eddie revved the engine, dropped it into gear and held lightly on the brake. The rear tires lost traction and Eddie punched the gas. The rear of the car seemed to rise as the tires spun. A white cloud engulfed the car. Slowly the car emerged from the smoke. Eddie drove through the first curve and stopped at the entrance to the back straight away. From a standing start the car hit a hundred and five down the back stretch. Eddie and Justin were pushed into the seats by the G-force from the rapid acceleration. The girls were applauding as the guys drove past. Eddie made a few laps and met the women at the barn. Sam closed the garage door and led them to a small attached building. She inserted the key and punched in the code on the keypad.“ Eddie do you remember Malibu Grand Prix?” Sam asked, as the door began to roll upward.“ They just seemed to disappear a while back,” Eddie said.“ John took me once and when they began to close he bought these for my birthday,” Sam said. The garage had front and back automatic doors and Eddie recognized the open wheeled race cars designed for the abuse of many different drivers. Four different colored cars occupied the area.“ Who wants to race?” Sam asked.