Everyone waited in dead silence. No one spoke.
At the base of Shuumei Mount, a few modified SUVs let out deafening roars from their engines.
With a sharp ring of a whistle, the race cars shot away from the starting line.
All the roads of Shuumei Mount were winding curves. Yet, the race cars didn't slow down as they approached the dangerous turns. Instead, they drifted across one after another corner without fear.
A young man with dyed blond hair was taking the lead. The other cars were a distance away from him.
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