Have you ever heard of this; it wasn't the destination that mattered, it was the journey to get there that did?

Well, I proved it. A month ago, the only things that mattered to me, Shaun Andrews, were cold steel, the speed of wheels, and the rush of adrenaline running through my veins and either kissing Cole Myers senseless or trumping him in a race.

Things turn for the absurd after a race, when the two of us are given a job to deliver a precious item halfway across the country; I risk my sanity, my emotions, and my heart with this one chance.

Will my affection be returned or will my heart be run over and smashed like roadkill?