Corey was sitting at home on his couch, watching some boring TV show, when his phone started ringing. "Huh?" Corey said picking up the phone. The screen read "Blake". Corey clicked the answer button. "Hey, Blake, what's up?" Corey said into the phone. "Hey Corey, there is a race at Main Street tonight at eight, you in?" Corey thought about it. "Yeah, I'm in, see you there." Corey said back. "Sweet! Gonna be great! See you there." Blake said, then hang up. Corey put up his phone, and looked at the time. His clock said seven thirty. "Let's race." Corey said. He ran out to his car and hoped in.