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A cold, clipped voice from the hallway: "If you drop the clutch like that again, Wat, I’ll make you push the car back to Bethnal Green."
Dunk looked over his shoulder. First, a ginger kid crawled out of the hallway.
And behind him...
Pale hair, cut short. Packed tight into a leather jacket and washed denim. Dunk’s gaze dipped to the bright yellow creps.
The Bride, straight out of Kill Bill.
Or: London 2010. F1 driver Aerion gets exiled to a shit-tier community centre run by his nan to teach locals how to drive. Dunk, an Olympic Stadium scaffolder and pub-rugby hustler, goes straight to the same spot to finally sort his driving licence for the car old man Arlan left him.
