June 17, Kallang Bahru, a 3 room flatÂ’s bedroom, 9am
“Beep! Beep!”
The “message received “ tone woke Justin up from his slumber.
“Who is the idiot SMS-ing me so early in the morning…” he grunted as he reached for his N-GAGE on the bedside table. He rubbed his eyes and read the message…
<< Dude, go log on to MSN now! I got important stuffs to tell u! >>
It was Henry Lee, JustinÂ’s long time friend.
Although Henry was in another gang (24 SLK ), they were good friends ever since Secondary 2.
Besides, SLK is on neutral terms with AST these days, so thereÂ’s no reason for enmity between the 2 boys.
After washing up, Justin grabbed a cup of coffee and logged on to MSN.
“Ting Ting! Ting Ting! “
The words “mhcampboy had just sent u a nudge! “ appeared on the screen.
Justin groanedÂ….Henry is so impatient!
<> “Wait la! People just wake up only , right! “
<> “ Sorry la…got something to tell u!”
<> “ Simi…. (meaning “what? ” in Hokkien ) ….”
<>”I heard u are gonna Chie (Challenge ) Donny at Mandai tonight… u mad izzit? He is a crazy f*cker! Dun get yourself killed! “
<>”So wad? I wanna show him that we AST ginas (gang members ) are not cowards! “
<> “Just be careful ok? Wad time race? I come and support u.”
Upon giving Henry the details of the race, Justin logged off from MSN and went down to the coffee shop for breakfast.
Shell Petrol Station, Balestier Road, 3pm
Justin turned off the ignition of his SP and parked his bike on its side stand.
Justin: “ Uncle, V-Power 98…full tank!”
The Indian petrol kiosk employee, Dillip Kumar, flashed a smile and began filling up the petrol tank.
“whoa….nice bike, mister! “ started Dillip as he did his task.
Justin: “Thanks, “
Dillip: ”How much did u buy it for? Looks very new! “
Justin: “3000 bucks. it’s 2nd hand la..”
Dillip: “Do u race? “
The word “Race” hit Justin like a tsunami; images of the dreadful night at Mandai flashed across his mind.
Justin: “ Just do your job la, Uncle…”
Dillip *sheepishly *: “ OK, OK…”
After making payments for the fuel, Justin rode off to Ah BoyÂ’s to do a final check on his bike.
Mandai Road, 9.50pm
“Vroom ! Vroom! VROOOOOOOOOM!!!!”
The sounds of powerful engines being revved at neutral gear pierced the silence of the night. 20 Kuntong Bikers had gathered for the race.
Donny, coc.ky as ever, was sitting on his bike, boasting about his riding skills.
Kelvin: ”Boss, do u think he had chickened out?”
Donny:” No way! I’m very sure that he would come! The look in his eyes the other day at Seng Bee’s tells me that he is thirsting for this race! “
Jessie: “ Darling, you better be careful ok? Don’t push yourself too hard!”
Donny: “ Careful? Ha! You ought to tell that to the AST boy!”
“Ermmmmg!!! Errrrrmmmg!!”
A beam of light shone upon the group as a white bike turned into Mandai Road.
ItÂ’s Justin!
Ignoring the hostile stares from the enemy, Justin parked his bike and made his way towards Donny.
Soon, the Kuntong Bikers surrounded him.
“Are you ready, Donny? “ Justin stared into the eyes of Donny, his heart filled with deep hatred.
“Ready? Yes, I’m ready…. to beat you!” announced Donny as the Kuntong Bikers cheered wildly.
Usually, Justin would feel intimidated when in the presence of so many rival gang members. However, his burning anger had blinded him. Justin continued to glare at his opponent, clenching his fists till his knuckles turned white.
Suddenly, the thunderous roar of several motorcycle engines caught the attention of the group.
“Henry?” Justin said as he spotted his friend riding among the approaching bikers.
The leader of the group got off his Silver Super Four and marched towards the Kuntong Bikers.
“My name is Ralf,” introduced the biker , “And I am the leader of the 24SLK Bikers! I heard that there will be a race here tonight, so I’ve decided to bring my boys here! “
Kelvin: “This race is between AST and Kuntong! You SLK guys are not welcomed! Get Lost!”
Donny put his hand on KelvinÂ’s shoulder.
“This is a public road, Kelvin! Anyone is allowed to come here! Besides, I would love to look at their expressions when I’ve beaten this AST bugger! “
Ralf: “Excellent! If you don’t mind, my friend here shall start the race.”
Donny nodded his approval and both he and Justin pushed their bikes up to the starting line.
Qiqi from SLK Bikers strolled up to the starting line.
Qiqi*holding her arms in the air* : “Are u ready? “
Both riders nodded.
“5!”
Justin engaged gear one and started revving his engineÂ…
“4! 3! ”
Justin looked at his rival who seemed focused on the road before him.
“2!”
Justin released the front brakes and kept the rear brakes engagedÂ…
“1!”
“This one is for you, Johnson!” Justin clenched his teeth as beads of perspiration trickled down his solemn face…
“Go!”
The moment QiqiÂ’s arms went down, the high-pitched sound of rubber assaulting the tarmac greeted everyoneÂ’s ears!
“Wow! You could smell the tires burning, man!” exclaimed a shocked SLK biker.
Owing to the FireBladeÂ’s superior engine, Donny took the lead rather easily.
“Go Donny, go! “ cheered the Kuntong Bikers as their leader kicked the gear to 3rd and pulled away from Justin.
Here comeÂ’s the first corner!
Taking the outer lane, Donny banked his bike slightly and took the corner at 80kmh! The spectators were speechlessÂ…itÂ’s fatal to make a mistake at such a break-neck speed!
ItÂ’s JustinÂ’s turn now!
Braking early, he leaned into the corner and took the outer line. However, his exiting speed was slower than DonnyÂ’s.
“Shi.t!” swore Justin.
A flash of light from the FireBladeÂ’s brake lamp startled him.. he was only inches away from the rear of DonnyÂ’s bike! Panicking, he jammed the brakes and caused his rear tire to skid! Luckily, Justin managed to maintain his balance and pointed the SP to the correct position once more.
Using the FireBladeÂ’s power, Donny accelerated harshly down the straightaway, leaving the SP behind.
“I need to go faster!” thought Justin frantically. “But, how? “
(to be continuedÂ….. )
U will get your Cameo appearance soon! 
