Ridin: Nerdy

And Leo? He drove home slowly, windows down, humming the Doctor Who theme. For the first time, he felt exactly as cool as he really was.

The race started. Kyle’s Camaro roared ahead, all muscle and noise. But Leo’s little Civic stuck to him like a shadow. On the first hairpin turn, Kyle braked hard. Leo’s car didn’t brake — it calculated . The AI adjusted torque to each wheel 200 times per second. He drifted through the corner like a physics equation come to life.

By the third straightaway, Leo was bumper-to-bumper. Kyle floored it. Leo smiled, tapped a tablet mounted on his dash, and whispered, “Engage ludicrous mode.” ridin nerdy

Kyle walked over after, face red. “That’s not racing,” he muttered.

Leo just pushed his glasses up and said nothing. That night, though, he opened his laptop. For months, he’d been tinkering — not under the hood with wrenches, but with code. He’d programmed a custom ECU map, tweaked the turbo boost logic, and built an AI-assisted traction control system using a Raspberry Pi. His car wasn’t fast in the usual sense. It was smart . And Leo

“No,” Leo said, buckling his seatbelt. “I’m exactly where I belong.”

“No,” Leo agreed, stepping out. “That’s engineering.” The race started

Leo crossed the finish line first. Silence. Then, someone laughed — not mean, but amazed. “Did the nerdy kid just…?”