Post-race, in the pits, Hammer stormed over, his racing suit singed, his face purple. “You didn’t beat me! You just hid and let me destroy myself!”
And for the first time, no one argued with the headline. x force smoking the competition
Then he feinted left. Hammer swerved, overcorrecting. His pod clipped a steam vent. Post-race, in the pits, Hammer stormed over, his