A Car Wars novel with no vehicular combat by page twenty? I don't need to shake hands with every lawman in West Texas in order to feel cozy. If I set that aside, the opening structure is efficient, but the prose is clunky. The fights are fast, but not readily understood, as in, who is getting hit in what paragraph without back tracking.
Why does the cover feature football instead of a Car Wars arena? I don't know if Tor drops the ball editing and production wise, or if this is just an early effort by Allston. Perhaps Steve Jackson would have been better served if they made this in house.
Allston probably ends up a good writer, but I prefer to read above my current writing level, and this X-Wing fails to stay on target.