Ryker Scott
He found it difficult to concentrate. Everything in his life was a mess lately. Nothing seemed to work out for him. Rufus breathed down his neck the whole day. He couldn't seem to get anything right. Every test run and lap he took today flopped. He couldn't achieve the perfect speed rate or perfect the curves. He couldn seem to do anything right. He knew what was wrong with him, but he didn't want to admit it to himself yet. What he knew for sure was that his world was falling apart and he was powerless to stop it.