[7EVEN] ITS OVER :(

Part 1:

The answer differs for every drifter, its complicated but it’s a simple question, Why? Why do you drift? Is it a competitive hunger burning from within? Is it the rush of adrenaline pushing the limits cheating death or cheating the impossible? For some the chance of achieving greatness is much too tempting is it the money the fame or the cameras of the crowd or is it the solitude and escape from everyday life. What happens when you put everything into your passion your savior then in a split of a second its gone?

The questions rattled my brain i didn't know what to do everything i had the cars the money gone before i could enjoy it. What was i to do, do i give up call it quits grab myself a 9-5 become a pencil pusher or do i start over go back to the roots and build from the ground up. I woke up one morning with an answer, i immediately started to poke around find myself a new car to start over. So many options what do i build? should i build an S-chassis or do i build something with muscle or do i build myself a proven chassis across all racing. I searched and searched until finally i found my answer, i found my high school sweetheart.

I grabbed my phone called the seller he told me to come on by, i got dressed put my shoes on my feet and left my house. I walked to the bank withdrew my savings and continued walking to the sellers home. As i arrived i heard a sound that tickled my heart, the garage door opened and there it was, a 1997 Mazda RX-7 in showroom condition. This guy had babied this car he only drove it on sunday's it was almost criminal knowing that this car this guy had babied over the years was about to be taken from him and abused. I handed him the money got the keys and the pink slip and i was on my way.

Immediately i felt the competitive hunger burn, the rush of adrenaline pumping its way to my right foot, i put my foot to the floor and let the rotary engine free from its hibernation. The faster i went the more i could feel the car begging to be thrown into some corners like a dirty little school girl. As the corners approached i apologized to the car and chucked it into the corner, my back end flew out, my foot was nailed to the throttle. The smell of the tires burning the engine screaming i had become one man and machine in perfect harmony.

As i pulled out of the drift i grabbed for the next gear and before i knew it the sounds of sirens behind me. What do i do, should i pull over and run the risk of loosing it all again or do i peg the throttle and give the cops something to do? It was a no brainer, i wasnt about to loose this again, i put peddle to the metal and took off. The cops tried everything they could however what they weren't expecting was the canyon road up ahead. Hairpins, sweepers, tight corners, this car took them all on like they were breakfast food the quicker i was through the corners the more distant the flashing lights became. I took a risk i pulled off the road into a shaded spot turned the car off and went into ninja mode. Cop car after cop car went past, the police chopper and sirens became a distant sound.

It was over my high-school sweetheart had pulled through more than i could ever imagine, she kept me safe and kept my freedom. I knew from this point on what the car was supposed to do. Who am i to stop a car from doing its job? I drove home keeping my eye open for any cops............




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Part 2:


The as the sun went down so did the garage door, i did the impossible, i got the perfect car and i kept my freedom. It had been a perfect day the RX-7 was safely tucked away going to sleep and so was i. Birds chirping, the sun peaking through the blinds, i awoke with an itch to drive the seven. I stretched and climbed out of my corvette shaped bed, grabbed a pair of shorts, a shirt, threw my flip flops on my feet grabbed my keys and a cup of coffee. Moving like a zombie i walked into the garage there she was, my beautiful seven. Without a second thought in my mind i hoped into the drivers seat turned the key put my windows down and backed down my driveway.

The sound of my rotary slowly accelerating with birds chirping around me i cruised through my neighbor hood, my neighbors wife couldn't help but stare at my ass, what kind of man would i be if i didn't stare right back? As i pulled onto the main road i turned on the radio ice cubes voice starting saying today was a good day. I smiled to myself put my foot on the gas to let my rotary sing along with the music.

No clue on where i was heading or where could i go it was a nice day in Southern California so many options. Do i drive out to the beach and go on a blast down the pacific coast highway and up through the winding roads or do i head towards the mountains and find myself in an tarmac heaven? i felt confident in what i bought but this car needed to be built not bought so i found myself heading towards the mountains. Wondering what i should do through the tarmac ribbon's of the mountain roads my foot and hand were in perfect sync, i grabbed the e-brake handle, planted my foot hard down in second gear and laughed hard. Smoke bellowed throughout the rear end my engine screaming for more it was almost perfect. But it lacked what my older cars had, character, the scene was set i approached the following corner weight transferred into a massive sideways skid and let my rear bumper scrape against a concrete barrier.

My stomach began to rumble so i pulled into a random cafe to grab a bite to eat, i climbed out the car with a smile on my face i walked into the cafe. The waitress seemed friendly and greeted me by saying she liked my car, i smiled at her, winked and followed her over to a table over looking the parking lot as well as the lake behind the lot. While waiting for my order of a strawberry shake cheeseburger and fries i thought hard about what i needed to turn seven from bought to built. Should i do the engine first or work on redoing the suspension and brakes? Like a pin ball it bounced through my mind i stared hard at the car then all of a sudden i heard a whisper. I turned around it was the waitress saying there was a parts store down the street that her dad owns, i figured why not a beautiful young brunette telling me that she saw my love for the car and giving me advice wasn't such a bad thing.

She clocked off work smiling at me giving me the your hot and your car is sexy kind of look. We got in and i started up the car i felt rude and forgot her name, i laughed an asked "please forgive me but i was lost in thought about what i should do first part wise to seven i completely forgot your name. Feeling so embarrassed that i had forgot such a beautiful women's name i quickly became rather shy. "My names Erika, ill tell you how to get to the parts store and help you get some engine parts from my dad he works on rotarys on a daily basis in the back of the store, i can tell you now that your car lacks on power" she said in a soft spoken voice. Off we went, i was in my seven, with a beautiful girl, how much more good luck could this car give me i thought. We pulled round the back of the shop and before i could blink my eyes had seen the most fantastic setup.

FC's, FD's, RX8's, FB's.... you name the Mazda i'm sure somewhere it was there. Shelves stacked with old parts, shipping containers with engines complete with transmissions and wires, random body parts all of the place. It was like i had arrived at a old Japanese junk yard that was right here tucked into the mountains of southern California. I walked into the shop with Erika and her dad walked over looked at my car and called one of his guys over. A young man came over took one look at me and the car and said "my names Richard Ballton, your RX-7 is going to break if you keep putting that much pressure and abuse on the suspension and engine." I couldn't help myself i responded to him with two words "dick ball" a brief moment of awkwardness before i knew it everyone within hearing distance cracked up laughing.

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Part 3

After the laughter died down I decided to just leave this place was too surreal, why would there be a random rotary shop hidden away? Driving home I began to think long and hard about the car and really started to see the potential. I pulled into the driveway and took a walk down to the mailbox to see if anything interesting had arrived, there was a letter in there that looked like it was important. With a confused look on my face I took the letter inside and sat down on the couch and opened it. Inside sat an invitation to an event where there would be scouts looking to sponsor a new driver. This was an opportunity that I couldn’t pass my craving to compete once again began to pump through my blood.

My head hit the pillow but I couldn’t sleep, I stood up and stared at my car sitting there in a pretty gloss black with the moonlight reflecting from the roof. Enough was enough I couldn’t stand it any longer, I got dressed opened the garage and pulled the car in. Before I knew what I was doing the car was jacked up on stands with its wheels and brakes off, there I was attacking this car without a plan of attack. Nuts and bolts were flying off like a magnet was attracting them, I had the suspension in pieces all over the floor then I stopped. My mind was trying to gather itself, had I really had a moment of complete insanity, had all the adrenaline and passion I had been missing in my life caught up to me, was I subconsciously turning this car from stock to drift missile? Then all of a sudden a loud rotary pulled up outside, who was this? Who randomly interrupted my moment of insanity? I put my tools down and walked to the street.

There she was somehow Erika had found my house, normally I would be disturbed but I figured it was fate. Standing there was this lifted mazda pickup truck with a bed full of boxes and what surprised me the most was an engine and transmission. “How did you find me and whats with all the parts” I asked her while I found my eyes distracted from the truck to her body. “you left your wallet I took a lucky guess that your address was the same one that was on your license, oh and these parts there yours” she walked to the bed of her truck and opened up the tailgate. “I didn’t pay for these parts and what the hell are you doing with a 20b there’s only a few in the world” i asked her with my eyes now focused on that engine. “My dad told me to bring you whatever I could fit in my truck and I figured the way you were driving that motor isn’t going to last forever you need something with more power and better reliability if you’re going to compete” how did she know I was going to compete? I just met this girl and I left her at that shop.
Regardless of what was happening someone offered me a complete new engine with everything I needed to turn my car from stock to race spec. “Well a beautiful girl such as yourself giving me a bunch of free stuff can’t be a bad thing now give me a hand unloading the boxes” I ran back into the garage to grab my cherry picker and began to unload her truck.

Was this really happening? Is she an angel answering all of my prayers? Am I really about to turn my car from stock to full blown race car? By this point everything I needed was in the garage the sun was beginning to rise it was going to be a long couple of days/nights I couldn’t do this on my own, I had to turn this car from stock into a drift spec car before. Erika told me her and a few of her boys would be coming over to help me get this done. Days turned into night and nights turned into days i was exhausted we all had very little sleep heck I couldn’t remember half the people’s names I was so disorientated from sleep and exhaustion. I told everyone to stop what they were doing and go in my house find somewhere to crash and sleep, Erika decided that she would fall asleep on my bed, I was completely ok with this. Some random girl had just entered my life gave me free parts and now wanted to sleep in my bed (you can use your imagination as to what really happened) my head hit the pillow and I was out.

The next morning I got woken up to a very loud idling car coming from my garage, I guess these people don’t like to sleep to much because it was my rx7. I jumped up out of bed noticed that Erika wasn’t there threw on my clothes and ran down to the garage. There she was (the car not the girl) sitting there low to the ground begging to be driven, I climbed over the newly installed roll cage and buckled myself into brand new racing seats. The moment I had been waiting for was finally here I told Erika to get in and I backed out of the drive way and took off....



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PART 4:




A surge of emotions raged through my body i was excited, nervous, my heart was beating 100 times a second the blood was pumping through my system. 7even was idling the 4rotor was beating i started to back out of the driveway i looked over at erika she was as excited as i was. I started to pull away slowly looking around my surroundings it struck me i was sitting in the racing seat of my race car driving on the street. It was a moment i had dreamed about since purchasing the car i had turned a perfect daily driver into a 600hp devil car. Seconds past by me i felt an erdge to unleash the beast i planted my foot hard down shifting through gears down the main street, all 4 rotors were working hard to allow every single pony to hit the black top. It was ready for competition however what i hadnt realized was that i no longer could drive this car on the street and it was in desperate need of a color change along with a new body kit and rims.

We headed back to the house i was completely stunned by what happend but i was competely cool with it, i had a hot women riding shotgun that gave me everything i needed. As i was driving down the street i saw a nissan silvia s14 sitting on the side of the road in close to perfect showroom condition for sale. My new tires screamed i flipped a bitch i had to go check this car out i needed a daily driver. I called the number told the guy to meet me at the car i handed erika my bank card and the keys told her to get 7,000 from my account i had to have this car. About 20 minutes passed by, i heard the sound of my rx7 being driven by a beautiful girl, erika parked up and we waited another 20 minutes before the owner arrived. Before he had a chance to say anything i handed him a stack of cash asked for the keys and took this new car home.

Erika made a few calls the next day found a set of enkei RPF1's, a bomex body complete kit, and a seibon carbon fiber hood for 7even. I prepped my garage to make it a paintbooth and began to sand down the body, put on the primer, and prep the car for paint. Only problem was i couldnt decide on a color so i turned on the TV, there it was, the general lee i laughed at the idea and called erika into the room. "Wouldnt it be funny to paint the car like the general lee but with a JDM twist" i asked "that would be awesome lets do it" she responded. It was then i realized that i was going to be pissing alot of southern people off it was perfect i loved to piss people off. A few days passed by and the car had become complete, it sat about 2 inch's off the ground on a set of RPF1's in general lee orange with a carbon fiber hood and a bomex kit. I called up my friend impulse to see if he wanted to meet me out at the track so i could shake down my car and get a feel for 7even........

Now the teaser i posted was supposed to be in part 3 but i figured i would leave that for a later time!
Enjoy!



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PART 5:


It took me a few try's to get a hold of impulse i told him i had been busy building a new car for top drift open drift the following weekend and ask him if he wanted to join me at a private test session at irwindale speedway. His lucky self was currently on out at silverstone in the UK he told me what had happened with this FRS so i made a few phone calls to find out some more information on naoki. I had found some rather interesting information about this [CENSORED WORDS] that i felt would be better to tell him in person so when impulse was finished on his world tour and his back on home soil i told him to call me so we could meet up. I decided that i no longer wanted to keep my newly acquired S14 i had fallen into a deep romance with 240sx hatch's so i put her up on a few forums for sale or trade. No longer than 30 minutes i had multiple offers and even someone wanting to trade my S14 for his 240 hatch so i figured what the hell and took the trade.

Proudly owned a full blown devil rx FD as well as a 240 hatch all i needed to do now was find a way to be able to transport my drift cah (rhys millen voice) from home to the track. I sent Erika on a mad hunt for a truck while i decided i would drive to a spot off templin highway in my 240 hatch and break it in a little bit. On the way to the spot i met up with a few friends, we decided to do a freeway blast to get to the spot while we still had some light. Thankfully traffic was pretty light so i decided to take lead and gas my KA we were rolling 6 cars deep cutting in and out of traffic i must of been doing at least a buck when all of a sudden i had smoke coming out the back. Now being a drifter smoke out the back normally means i need new tires but i wasn't sideways i was driving like a boss. I pulled to the side of the road and opened my hood to a nice smell of oil along with the sight of oil being all over my bay, i had blown a seal, i was pissed this was a car i took a gamble on and traded my spotless s14 for. With oil everywhere and me determined to drift tonight i closed the hood said screw this, got back in and drove to the next freeway exit where i decided to just sit and wait. While waiting i was joined by a few of the guys going to the spot i sparked up a cigarette and talked to them, i told them about impulses situation and they had heard about some guy named naoki over in japan but they didn't know to much about him. Finally i decided to fire this car back up, i figured at this point if i was going to blow my motor i at least wanted to do it sideways, the car fired right up i decided to make like a fetus and head out.

It was a perfect spot we have found a perfect corner to have a little sideways action with a wide enough space to do some donuts and burnout's. I called up Erika and told her to stop what she was doing and bring 7EVEN over to the spot with her truck and trailer. The scene was set i had this 3 cylinder KA powered 240 on a nice wide corner with a straight, i positioned my car built up my rev's dropped the clutch. Shifting through first into second entering the corner at a steady 60 the back end slide out no problem thanks to a welded diff a swell as a ksport suspension all being helped by a brand new set of dodge viper rims wrapped in falken rubber. I kissed the metal barrier, held my drift when i started to see headlights come down the hill, i flipped a bitch and parked up. Having a few close drifty friends i figured it would be a good time to debut my new drift shuttle, Erika pulled up and i rolled 7even off the trailer. Thankfully the closest house wasn't for a couple of miles away because the sound of that 20b engine firing up bounced off the mountain's. Everyone there immediately got excited i couldn't wait much longer before Erika could even say anything to me i took off and line myself up.

A bright set of headlight's pulled up behind me in what looked like to be coming from a R35, i figured what the hell and went for it i gave her some gas and took the corner like it was a cake in a weight watchers meeting. I kept on going the R35 was not going anywhere so i flipped a bitch and decided to go closer to the group, i pulled up and killed the motor and jumped out of my car like i had fire ants up my crack. The R35 slowly pulled in but we couldn't see at this point through his tint at all it had gone pitch black all we had was the lights from our cars, I ran to Erika's truck opened up the door and grabbed a 9mm handgun that i told her to hold onto from under her seat and put it on my waist band. Like a scene from a movie the GTR's door opened and the Gangnam style (epic koren song) was blasting from the stereo as a 5'6 asian guy climbed. I laughed for a second until i realized i had seen this guy before but i couldn't tell completely, i reached for my gun just as i did a couple of all black merc's rolled in behind him, i told Erika to load up the car and get the hell out of there. Being a female on her period she decided not to listen to me at all instead she surprised me by going to her truck and pulling out an AK47 from behind the drivers seat. I double looked to make sure what i was seeing i was actually seeing..smoking hot brunette with an AK47 standing right next to me, how awesome this was. The asian guy came walking over to me not giving a damn that he now had 2 guns pointing at him, i yelled at him to stop moving he refused so i fired a warning shot he kept walking closer. He started yelling in what i could understand was some weird japanese that i had never heard before before he spoke english. At this point this small yellowmello man (ha) was standing point blank range infront of me trying to tell me he was naoki's brother....................


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Part 6 TEASER:


Right as naoki's brother introduced himself as daigo police sirens were becoming a close sound from the distance i jumped into 7even and took off. Daigo, his crew, and erika followed me as i hit the corners like the quickness, i blew past a random stop sign on a large straight clocking in over a buck thirty when all of a sudden blue and red flashing lights became a blur into my mirrors. I kept going hitting a large sweeper at 96 mph 7even kicked out a massive smoke cloud smoking out everyone behind me minus the newly acquired choppers. I transfered hard into the tight s curves right as i hit the 2nd one i ran through 3 cop cars and a spike strip sending 7even into an airborne barrel roll in a scene of a movie my car landed hard onto the roof. While my car rotaded around my seat wasnt buckled right and i went flying around the cockpit, my face had taken a pretty bad beating by the time i landed. I crawled out of the cockpit gushing blood i looked around to see erika had bailed from her truck and got into the 240 before the truck crashed which was now laying on its side laying on the trunk of a crown vic, she came sliding into my now wrecked rx7 damaging the front end. Daigo and his crew must of pulled over they were no where to be seen, the cops came over to us gun drawn slamming me and my already busted up body was now getting the crap kicked out of it by the cops. Was this it for me? has everything ive worked for come crashing down before this comp? was this a bad dream? i was knocked out i was in a lot of pain both physically and mentally i was broken.

A few days later i awoke handcuffed to a bed, erika was laying in the bed next to me chained to the next bed there were 2 cops gaurding the room. I opened my eyes and looked over at erika she laid there looking back and laughing, i asked her "i guess if your gonna have a party you gotta party hard right" i started to choke from laughing to much. My entire life had changed i was back to square one but i didnt care at all i had this beautiful women next to me. The cops entered the room followed by daigo who introduced himself to me as detective foust for the lapd, how i didnt swing at him i dont know i was pissed how could he end my entire life like this. Erika started to call him everyname under the son, the detective yanked the pillow from under my head put a gun to it and fired it at erika killing her silently in front of my eyes. Her blood splattered all over her side of the room i was enraged i yanked the gun from him and as i was about to fire my friend mike came running into the room guns blazing, at this point the entire hospital was running around like headless chickens. Shot after shot were returned between me and the deputy while mike focused on the cops that were swarming into the ward. I hit the deputy right between the eye's stole his keys to the cuffs and his car, mike came over dragged me off the bed and out of the hospital to the parking lot. I jumped behind the wheel dazzed from what just happend waited for mike to clear of the cops chasing us and took off as he jumped into the car, had i really just killed a cop? did erika just get murdered in front of me?


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I'm sorry to announce to the BNB Community that i shall no longer be writing 7EVEN, at the point its at i feel if i wrote more with that story it would kill it off completely. I am happy to announce that i have another plan in the works exclusively for the BNB community. I would like to thank everyone who has taken there time to talk to me about the story and has read the story. Thank you and i fully do appreciate the support and fan's. Who knows i may drop hints at this continuation in the future