323 - Marcel's Request

"What now?" Lilith asked, seeing the car turn towards them.

"Let's hope they miss..." he said, as he saw the car accelerate towards him, invading the oncoming lane, and he too accelerated towards him, the motor roaring, and his car veering hard to the left. 'I hope this bet pays off.' Noah floored the gas, steering right just to keep the car going in a straight line. A glimpse to the speedometer told him he was already past 100 miles per hour, the oncoming car a split second away. 'Now!' he pulled on the brake lever, forcing the car into a drift.