"Quick, help her! Call an ambulance!" came a high-pitched voice, probably from one of the race girls.

Sophia sighed, wanting to say she was fine, but the airbag pressed against her face barely left her room to breathe, let alone speak.

Another spin of her world - the car must have been pushed upright.

The door opened, and air rushed in.

Sophia took a deep breath and struggled to crawl out.

"Stop moving! Got a death wish?!" ...