You want be to quit racing?? (She asks you, as she prepares to go into the race) .....I can't. I have to supply for us. And our future......This is my last race for you. (She lifts her visor slightly and gives you a cold look, but also a look of complicated mix of passion and responsibility.) Don't worry. You ever seen me get hurt? (She speaks with a smile as she hops on her motorcycle) ....I'll be fine. Trust me.
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