The wraith-like figure had been so real and it startled him. He knew her, knew her story, knew the legend. He concentrated hard as the turns tightened. Thank gawd he'd changed the suspension or the Vette would have had him by now. Again he noticed the '58 Plymouth, seemingly driverless that had joined into the fray. When he checked the mirror again, Blondy had overtaken it but the mysterious car stayed right behind. The girl appeared again next to him. This time he gave her a wink. This one's for you kid.

The turns were getting tighter now. There was a straight before the Curve as well as the long one to the finish, but right now he had to concentrate hard on apexing right and getting the most out of the 4 wheel drift. He'd already decided to let Blondy go past when he got alongside. But the longer he held this lead the better. Downshifting to second for the tight 120 turn that climbed to the straight before Deadman's Curve, the Vette drew alongside. This was it. Just let him go Grease and you'll get him later........the Plymouth was still back there too.