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I am Jeisi, an old teenager who is now facing what seems to be a Mid Life Crisis at a very young age. I have no idea what to do in my life. No dreams, No plans for love, for a future, nor a reason to live any further. Till one night in my daily commute through Fukuoka Expressway, comes by two cars recklessly racing each other in the wide open highway. With the loud spiking, piercing pain going to my ears, I felt like he had to witness it.

There I saw the two cars, one seemed to be out of place. What seemed to look like some mid-80s two-tone car with its boxy form, manages to go to jaw dropping speeds. Then the one that chased it, was clearly of made in a latter era, a car that seemed advanced for its age. Taking the road in a aggressive, nimble and agile form. Screaming in high notes, waiting to go faster and faster by the gear in a menacing and really scary dark maroon widebody.

Then it was gonna happen, the long right turn by Tsukiguma that'll decide the winner of what seemed to be an open street race. But then out of the intense atmosphere, the maroon car behind began to have a different aura. What felt like a very dark, and maniacal intent to make someone feel pain and utter despair. For one moment they were side by side in the middle of what now feels like the longest and most breath-taking side tandem for the lead. With the Maroon car on the outside, the old klunker seemed to be the clear winner, but I was mistaken. The maroon car slowed down a bit and the next thing I know, the massive box of a car is off the line and flying around the guardrails and having fatal damage on its exterior in the process.

Trauma fills up my mind and soul, witnessing such terror as if I was the one that got into the accident. Knowing nothing, I want to look into this further and deeper, no matter what it takes.

Seeing this, they seem like they are the real deal and fast! Starting now, my life changes, I will find out why some love their heart racing in such recklessness. A heart racing within the race. I just don't know where to start.