When the race is for her heart, he won't stop until they hit the checkered flag. For three years being a part of college racing was my dream. My crush Thayr Westfield led our team, but when I heard him call me fat, I didn’t stick around to hear more. I moved colleges and then lost eighty pounds. But, to be clear, I didn’t lose the weight for him. I lost it for me. For my health. And for the opportunity to race against him... moreWhen the race is for her heart, he won't stop until they hit the checkered flag. For three years being a part of college racing was my dream. My crush Thayr Westfield led our team, but when I heard him call me fat, I didn’t stick around to hear more. I moved colleges and then lost eighty pounds. But, to be clear, I didn’t lose the weight for him. I lost it for me. For my health. And for the opportunity to race against him. He’s going to be in my rearview mirror, and if he isn’t, I’m not afraid to drive right over him. I’m Reagan Breckle, and I’m not here to lose the race…or my heart. Hey, I’m not proud of how I treated her, but there are reasons and details you don’t know about. I’m not the jerk she thinks I am, but it seems like lots of men are jerks to Reagan, and it’s going to take a lot more than “I’m sorry” to fix this. I’m great at fixing cars, but relationships… well, that’s where I hit a wall. And then my birth father shows up, and I’m on thin ice with a sponsor I was supposed to intern at... my life’s a shitshow for sure, but when I’m with Reagan, none of that matters. I might lose it all. I’m Thayr Westfield and I’m hitting the gas pedal until I win her heart. less
