❝ It's not how you stand beside the car, it's how you drive it. ❞
there is a scene that not many people talk about, know about even.
they are like whispers in the night; not second there and the next
gone without a trace. cops have tried and failed to bring down the
'leader' as the streets are not owned by one person; no one owns
the streets, the streets own you. around this time of year, every
one is getting ready for one event; dirt wards. it is a large street
racing people come far and wide to attend. whither it's to make
a name for yourself, get money, find yourself a crew, or just for
the love of racing; you're going to want to be there.
there is a scene that not many people talk about, know about even.
they are like whispers in the night; not second there and the next
gone without a trace. cops have tried and failed to bring down the
'leader' as the streets are not owned by one person; no one owns
the streets, the streets own you. around this time of year, every
one is getting ready for one event; dirt wards. it is a large street
racing people come far and wide to attend. whither it's to make
a name for yourself, get money, find yourself a crew, or just for
the love of racing; you're going to want to be there.