No Holds Barred, Falls Count Anywhere! The Black Racer vs Beda Simmons

The long blonde hair now hanging down in front of her eyes, it was a miracle Beda was even conscious at this point. She tried saying something to Racer, but all that came out was gibberish as she was barely able to keep herself stable. Finally she got to her feet and slowly raised her hands to her feet, a final act of courage when she was suddenly speared to the concrete one more time.

Crashing down once more, Beda's body finally gave out on her as her vision went to black and she was out cold.

The Black Racer plowed into his opponent at full speed, sending her down to the ground with a thud. Pulling up her leg, the woman didn't even struggle as the ref came over for the count. "Go to sleep Beda, you've had a big fall~ just stay down and I'll win it all~" he would somewhat sing as he kept her pinned.

The ref would proceed to count 1...2...

The Racer was shaking in anticipation as she counted down. This would be his second win! What greater way to end the night, other than a victory over someone much stronger than him!

Beda was nothing more than a ragdoll as Racer hooked the leg and waited for the referee to begin the count, continuing the mocking game as he began.

Had Beda not made that one crucial mistake of taking her time and underestimating her opponent, then she thinks she would've won the match easily, however that was not the case and the girl could only breathe heavily as the referee counted the third and final number.

"3!"

A small groan escaped her lips as the victory was given to Racer, she knew this wouldn't be the last time she'd face him...

As the ref counted three The Black Racer was ecstatic. He had beaten the clearly stronger woman and had none of the injuries he expected. Getting to his feet he'd yell "Fuck Yeah!...wooaaah" Falling back down as he realized how much pain he was in, the racer would look up at the night sky and rest. But then again, he didn't really want to be here when Beda got up from her "little nap" so....

"ERRRRR! Work through the pain racer!" he would say trying to get to his feet. It wasn't that easy, but he managed. Since he really didn't have any other reason to stay, the racer started walking out of the parking lot aimlessly. Feeling like he should celebrate, he decided to look for a bar. That seemed like a fun thing to do...could take a while though...eh maybe he'd sing a bit...

"...Beda's on the floor, her lights are out, yeah~" he would sing as he walked away. "Ooh, it's cold gin time again....Ha..ha..ha....You know I'll always win!~ Hahahaha...Ha~" Crossing the road he'd soon be out of the camera's view, leaving his opponent in the parking lot.