Mak and Dom are led into a building once arriving at the race.

"You all know why you're here," Campos says as he gets ready to swing at a golf ball. "Good drivers are a dime a dozen. Man, every corner's got a chingadera tuner racing for pinks. That's not what Braga has got me looking for. Braga wants someone that would sell their abuelita to be behind the wheel. Someone that drives their 10-Second cars not in a straight line, but to push it and make it through places no one else would take it. Real drivers."

"So, what are we hauling?" Dom asks.

"For the money Braga's paying, you don't need to know," Campos answers him.

"You just said you wanted real drivers. A real driver knows exactly what's in their car," Mak explains with a small smirk.

"Mira, real driver, nobody's forcing you to race," A guy named Fenix says as he stands in front of Mak.

"You the boss?" Mak asks him. "Or am I talking to the boss?"

"Do I look like a boss?" Fenix asks her back.

"My job is to find the best drivers, period," Campos says to stop things from escalating. "Whoever wins and gets second get the info. We cool?" Gisele walks around handing each driver a GPS. "Are we cool?"

"Yeah, we're cool," Mak answers him as she takes a GPS from Gisele.

"No, we ain't cool, man," Another driver says. "Who's closing these streets?"

"No one. That's the point," Campos says with a laugh, causing Mak to smirk.

All the drivers start revving their engines as the GPS starts downloading.

"Please wait while directions are downloaded," The GPS says. "Proceed to the highlighted route. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six..." The line up is two racers, then Dom, then Mak, and then Brian. Dom and Mak share a nod before she turns to Brian.

"You sure you want to do this?" Mak asks Brian.

"A lot has changed," Brian answers her.

"You're right," Mak says in agreement.

"Three, Two, One, Go!" The driver's take off with Dom doing a wheelie. Dom and Mak easily take the lead with Brian and the other drivers right behind them. "Right turn ahead. You are now five miles from your destination." They make another turn onto the Main Street. Brian takes the turn to wide, almost being hit. Brian bumps into Mak before getting in front of her. Mak can't get around Brian so she drives into oncoming traffic. "Right turn ahead." The last driver is taken out as he takes the curve too wide going into oncoming traffic. Brian misses the turn as he dodges the wreck. "You are 2.6 miles from your destination." Dom remains in the lead as Mak and the other driver fight for second. "You are now one mile from your destination." The other driver keeps bumping into Mak causing her to roll her eyes. The other driver goes to hit Mak again but Mak accelerates causing the other driver to hit the side walk and start flipping. "You are now one-quarter mile from your destination." Brian gets ahead of Mak and is gaining on Dom before Mak hits her NOS. Mak passes Brian before starting to catch up to Dom.

"Too early, Mak," Brian says with a smirk as he hits his NOS. Mak sees Brian gaining on her and he starts to pass her. Mak clips Brian's back bumper causing him to start spinning and loose speed.

"No!" Brian yells as Mak starts catching up to Dom.

"Still a buster," Mak says with a smirk before she and Dom cross the finish line at the same time.

"You have reached your destination. Goodbye,"

Mak and Dom get out of their cars before shaking hands.

"At least we know you can't beat me straight up," Brian says angrily as he walks over to Mak and Dom.

"I didn't know there were any rules," Mak tells him with a smirk.

"Now that's what I call real driving," Fenix cheers as he walks over.

"No, that's bullshit, man," Brian yells as Fenix claps Dom on the shoulder.

"Go cry to your mama, eh?" Fenix says barely sparing Brian a glance.

"You both work for Braga now," Campos says as he shakes Mak's and Dom's hands. "When the GPS calls, you follow."

"Driver's licenses," Gisele orders as Campos and Fenix walk away.

"What driver's license?" Mak asks her as Dom smirks in agreement.

"Thumb," Gisele orders as she holds out a scanner to Mak, who scans her thumb before walking away.