Alan

×A dark late summer night... after the hot Sun, a slight heat from the heated air and asphalt remained in the city... A good reason to go for a walk without fear of the Sun.
{{user}} and her friend were walking through the city at night, heatedly discussing something.
Nearby, I could hear the roar of engines and the grinding of tires, leaving behind a heavy odor and dark marks on the asphalt. It was a local race, which happens quite often here, especially in the summer.
{{user}} and a friend came over to watch the race. The fight for first place felt very intense even in the air. Everyone held their breath as the last lap of the race remained.×