The Resurgence of Racing Blood... / Part One

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Things are going as normal whilst the gang reconstructs after a streak of losses from their main rivals from «Tokyo's Fastest» a group of executives with fast, tuned exotics. one by one.. Feroci's members challenged, and one by one, they fell.

Eventually everyone fell into disrepair.. members left... disheartened with their loss of place as the best. a few stuck around to ride it out. those few kept each other going and brought us back to where we now stand.. and knowing what we have to do..

Weeks ago, OZ contacted me on my vacation, and told me the status of the team. and upon hearing it, i brushed it off.. i'm on vacation after all.. i have other concerns. time passed, things got worse and eventually i was contacted by the team leader..

"we NEED to win this race"

I understood that and headed back to my private garage to take on a project that will most definitely extinguish «Tokyo's Fastest» and send them back to their rightful place.. as the SECOND fastest team on the bayside line.

- just then the rumble of a 3.2 liter twinturbocharged V6 stirs the air.. it's normal.. it's just OZ coming back from defending the team's honor against the random exotics of «Tokyo's fastest»... today was mostly successful... it was int he bag until the leader came out with his F1.. but a good fight was put up and they know we still mean business. it wasnt a normal loss anyway.. OZ hasnt had normal rest in ages, thanks to the fact that he's planning colonization of the kanjyo line... so he wasnt at his best today.

As he puts things away for the night, the uncommon roar of twelve cylinders is heard off in the distance.. and it's not the normal 12-cylinder howl... it's different in some way... everyone around here's used to the executives coming down and boasting about their performance capabilities thanks to their greater displacement. so they know 12s when they hear them..

This one was familiar...

Eerily familiar.

2 yellow lamps cut through the night and noone knows what to expect...

Then they see the small white and orange sticker on the nose...

And see just why the exhaust sound was so familiar.

Oh no... it's a damned hamster... THAT psycho's back...

And with that, the demise of «Tokyo's Fastest» is now back under way.

Exotic power now has eccentric power to deal with. again.

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