Waiting for You at the Contest Site

The ecstatic Albert replied, "It's three o'clock in the afternoon! There are less than two hours left!" "Got it. Get lost." Lucille slammed the door shut. Albert shouted in surprise, "Lucille, I'll be waiting for you at the contest site!" The sports car roared and drove away. In the Jules Residence, Molly was sitting at the dining table, cupping her face in her palms as she asked, "Bobo, is it true that you're going to participate?" "Okay." Lucille wiped her hands with a wet tissue and dug in. There were two main reasons for her participation. Firstly, Austin, the idiot, had participated. Secondly, she was starting to lose her eyesight, so she might as well take advantage of the opportunity to do whatever she wanted. When she truly lost her sight, she would never be able to race again. Molly slammed the table and snarled, "Whether it's Albert or Anchit, get them out of here!" Lucille found it amusing. "What if I lose?" She joked. "You won't!" Molly's face was full of certainty. "My Bob