"I don't just want back in," Jax growled, sliding into the driver's seat of a salvaged muscle car rigged with front-mounted machine guns and a nitro-methane core. "I want him to feel the impact."

In the world of the underground circuit, winning wasn't about the gold. It was about making sure the other guy never forgot the sound of the engine.

He wasn’t just looking at a wreck; he was looking at a betrayal. His rival, , hadn't just beaten him; he’d used a dirty EMP pulse to send Jax off the cliffside. In the world of Wrecked: Revenge Revisited , coming in second meant you were lucky to be alive.