Lost Championship, Lost Love

During the final sprint of the race, my boyfriend’s sweetheart suddenly rushed into the track to take pictures.

In order to avoid her, I caused the car to skid and run off the track.

I fell heavily to the ground and was hit by the motorcycle.

I endured the severe pain in my leg and asked, “Why did you run here? Do you know that because of you, I lost the championship!”

Paige looked innocent. “I took pictures of you out of kindness, why are you still mean to me?”

After that, she threw herself into Harley’s arms.

“Harley, I sprained my foot. It hurts.”