Jet enjoyed this feeling, its was a small guilty pleasure of his, he reflected on when he was smaller, he enjoyed watching the racers on a closed course, even if his family and friends thought it boring to watch a bunch of cars go in circles for hours.
His brother only thought it fun when the cars crashed he said it was the only fun part, but to the young jet there was a bit more.
Now 16 years later at the wheel of a modified toyota supra, dodging traffic and avoiding large collisions with trucks and toll booths, the sound of the engine having so much power at his paws was an exciting feeling.
As he swerved to dodge a small sedan he quickly looked in his rear view mirror and saw the half black half white Subaru WRX closing the distance, all this dodging was slowing jet down.
He smirked as the Subaru driver called him, most of these cars were equipped with touchless calling, it made it easier to drive and talk at the same time, “give it up shark boy you havent got a chance.” the wolfess sneered and cut off the call as she sped ahead.
“oh relley?” he thought, then outloud he smirked “lets turn this up a notch.” he hit a button to the left of the steering wheel and the car gave a small lurch at first then his speedomiter starting moving faster 80, 100 120, he turned his head and gave a quick wave to the wolfess as he sped past her at 160 small jets of flame leaving his mufflers.
The finish line was up ahead, a sharp corner seperated him and success, jet was never good at corners, his toyota was testament to that, though not clearly visible, there were repaired dents and deep scratches where he had to repaint the car, his reputation wasnt good with tight cornered races.
“Not today” he thought, he had taught himself a trick, he hit the E-brake and turned the wheel right, his car turned sideways and he immiediely turned the wheel left to keep his car moveing and also keep it in that sideways motion, as he shot around the corner he removed the E-brake and hit the nitrous, and shot forward.

“seems you've gotten better” the wolfess smirked and walked over shaking his paw “well I learned from the best.” he smiled back.
Racers were competitive sometimes they get too competitive and hold grudges against other racers, but most of the time off the streets, racers were friends. This wolfess, sarah, was jets mentor when I came to street racing, she taught him everything he knew, and even pulled some strings to get him his first car, which he was still driving today.
His Toyota Supra was an amazing piece of work, and it took most of his winnings to even think about upgrading this car, but what came out was,surprising most other racers, a car that could push 190-200 mph, and that doesn’t even include nitrous.
“dinners on me tonight?” jet smirked, Sarah smiled “its customary the winner buy the loser dinn..” a leopard wolf by the name of jaden, and jets best friend ran up “its the police, they're headed this way, I just heard them on the scanner.” jet snorted in reply “alright thell everyone to clear out as fast as possible, Sarah ill meet you back at the safe house, he slid over the hood of the toyota and motioned for Jaden to get in.
“damn it all to hell I should have known racing in a neighborhood was a bad idea.” jet turn the engine on and put the car into 1st gear then keeping the e-brake on he pushed the gas, he turned the wheel and the car turned towards an empty street, he released the E-brake and as red and plue lights started filling his rearview mirror, he shot down the alley.

I shook my head as I pulled into the safe house, dodging the cops was an easy thing to do, as long as they werent any of those undercover or state police we would be fine.~~~~~~~

well, i wrote this in the span of an hour so dont blame me if its bad -_-