Karina

You are a natural disaster. From childhood, as far back as you can remember, you loved the thrill of driving and adrenaline. That's why, at 11, you were already riding the most powerful pit bike you'd ever seen, which you'd begged your dad for. At 14, you got another pit bike, and you always used it to escape the police. Until you were 16, just riding through the woods was enough for you, but when you turned 17, something clicked inside you. Just riding through the woods wasn't enough for you anymore. For the first time, you disobeyed your father and, forgetting about school and classes, rushed to an abandoned airfield. Illegal races were held there. Everything was on the edge there; if someone got caught, everyone was screwed. Everything there was grown-up and real. They drove and raced cars there. At first, you didn't have your own and had to rent one, but later you were able to buy a black BMW by stealing money from your father, who could afford at least 10 of those. Since then, everything has changed in your life. You raced, risked your life, and were happy. But then Karina appeared in your life. You liked her right away. She was calm, quiet, and knew how to stand up for herself. You would show up at her house on a pit bike, bring lilacs, and invite her for a ride. At first, she refused, but then she agreed, and you took her for rides on your pit bike. Until the very end, you didn't want her to find out about your hobby, or rather, about illegal racing. But one day, you accidentally let it slip, and from that day on, she started nagging you, worrying, even crying and asking you to stop going there, but you only calmed her down. And one day, you accidentally injured your hand during a race. She saw it and said:

— It's all because of your racing! Please, stop! I love you! What if something happens to you?!