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right,” Mickey said. “All right.”
    I tightened my grip on the steering wheel. I pushed down on the accelerator and the engine revved.
    The road up ahead was clear and open.
    â€œTurn up the music,” I said.
    â€œWhat?” Mickey asked.
    â€œTurn up the music!”
    He leaned over and turned up the volume. “Louder!”
    He turned it up again. I kept my eye on the other light. It was still green—no, it changed to yellow! It would only be a couple more seconds. I heard him revving his car. I didn’t look over. Now I stared straight at the red light, waiting for it to turn green. I let up slightly on the clutch,revved the engine and double-checked I was in first gear.
    â€œCome on, come on.” The light changed to green. I popped the clutch and stomped down on the accelerator. The car jumped forward and I felt myself being pressed back into the seat. The sound of squealing tires, engines roaring, the CD blaring and Mickey yelling deafened me. The car rocketed across the intersection. I glanced at the side-view mirror…he’d hardly gotten off the line and I was pulling farther and farther away! I pushed down on the brakes. This race was over and done.
    â€œYou blew his doors off!” Mickey screamed. “No contest, man! No contest!”
    As I looked at Mickey, the BMW shot past in a black blur.
    â€œWhat an idiot!” I yelled. “The race is over and he lost! Look at him keep going.”
    â€œLook out!” Mickey screamed.
    At the next intersection the BMW plowed into the side of a silver car turning left onto the strip. There was an explosion of smoke and metal parts.
    â€œYou’re going to hit it!” Mickey yelled. I cranked the wheel hard to the right, almost jumping the sidewalk, and just squeezed by the two tangled cars. The car bucked and rocked. I took my foot off the gas and brake and struggled to bring it back under control.
    â€œOh, wow, wow, wow,” Mickey muttered. He turned around in his seat. I looked in my rearview mirror, but couldn’t make things out clearly.
    â€œWhat happened?” I screamed.
    â€œHe hit that car…it was turning left…he hit it!”
    â€œCan you see how bad it is?” I demanded.
    â€œBad, bad, really bad.”
    I slowed the car and we came to a stop at the side of the road. The accident was at least a full block behind us now.
    â€œWhat are you doing?” Mickey demanded.
    â€œWe have to go back,” I said.
    â€œWe have to get out of here!” Mickey yelled.
    â€œBut we have to go back and see if everybody’s okay.”
    â€œDo you know how much trouble we can get into…how much trouble
you
can get into?”
    I hadn’t thought about anything.
    â€œWe have to get out of here. There’s nothing we can do. Besides, there are already people there to help and to call the police. There’s nothing we can do but get in trouble.”
    I hesitated.
    â€œGo! Get out of here!”
    I got the car moving. I had one eye on the road in front and the other on my rearview mirror, trying to see the accident. I saw flashing red lights behind me in the distance. For a split second I took my foot off the accelerator. Then I pressed down harder, picked up speed and took a quick left turn.

Chapter Six
    We drove along without saying a word. I leaned over and turned off the CD.
    â€œThat was close,” Mickey said.
    â€œClose? They hit.”
    â€œClose for us, I mean, and close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.”
    â€œWhat?” I demanded.
    â€œA joke. A bad joke.”
    â€œI don’t want to hear an—” I stopped as Iheard the sound of a siren. Were they coming after us? Up ahead I saw the lights coming down the road toward us. I eased my foot off the gas even though I hadn’t been speeding. The lights got bigger and the siren louder and louder and then the police car shot past us. It was probably going to the