"Hit the gas! Hit the gas!" Naomi yelled.
"I'm hitting the gas!" Stefan yelled back. "I'm going as fast as I can! I don't think this piece of junk is made for racing."
The truck was gaining at them. Despite its bigger size, the truck's speed was not less than the car they were on. Since it didn't need to avoid obstacles, it could continue going straight. All the obstacles it barreled through didn't even slow it down, while their car had to swerve left and right to avoid hitting stuff. Thus, the distance between the two vehicles continued to shorten.
Due to constantly going at top speed, their car ended up scrapping the obstacles a few times. One time they even crashed into a broken trolley. Luckily, it caused no damage to their car and the car could continue to run.
"Where the hell do you learn how to drive? Gran Tur*smo?!" Naomi complained.
"Hey, that's a good racing simulation! I also learn how to drive from there," Jack uttered.