Jack of Harts

I asked, “Wanna race?”

She snorted and said, “With what?”

I was feeling real proud when I waved at the new sports car.

She snorted at me. “Please. My two wheels have more speed than all four of yours combined. You’d be so far back, even the cops would refuse to give me a ticket for street racing!”

That’s when I got a little indignant. “Well, fine. If you’re too scared to race me, I’ll just find someone else.”

“Oh, I’ll race you,” she said with a wicked smile. “I’ll race you anytime and anywhere.”

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