23.04.1994 | Yokohama | A small apartment, enough for 2 people | Around 9PM
"It has been reported that a driver has been found severely injured on the Bayshore route last night, it's been confirmed that the driver was involved in an illegal street race. More and m-"
The TV then suddenly goes off, as I snap out of a weird feeling that was around me, as I turn to face Yukiko, my wife
"Hiroshi, have you gotten the groceries I asked you to get yet?" She asks, crossing her arms
"I was just about to.. I'm sorry it's been a tough week, I keep forgetting things." I reply, hastily getting up from the couch
A soft sigh is heard from her as she faces me with a smile "It's alright dear, we'll get through everything together."
I can't help but smile as I walk over to hug her and our unborn child "I'll be back quickly then."
I find myself walking down the street from our apartment. Even if my life has been a struggle for the past few weeks, the sight of Yukiko and our child makes me push through
As I'm about to walk inside the store, a peculiar noise catches my attention, a high-revving engine is heard in the background. I could feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I gave up on anything to do with cars when I met Yukiko. I take a deep breath as I walk inside the store, trying to forget about it and calm down..
However.. The entire time inside the store, I could hear it calling for my name. It was stronger than me as I rushed through the store, grabbing everything Yukiko needed, as I paid for it and walked out, turning in the opposite direction as I started making my way from where I heard the noise
Before I know it, I could smell the gasoline in the air, I could hear the torque wrenches being turned as I turned the next corner, looking at a building.
Advance Tuning Shop and Dealership
I couldn't help but stare as I got closer, everything I gave up on was in front of me. RX-7s, Skylines, Silvias, even Honda NSXs were to be seen.
"Excuse me sir, can I help you?" A person from inside asked, breaking me out of my small trance as he started walking out to me
I take a deep breath "I'm sorry, no.. I used to be into cars but.. I left the scene behind.. or so I thought. It's complicated I.. should probably go." I manage to speak out, as I could feel my inner demons fighting
"No worries sir, if you ever need a high performance car, we'll always be glad to sell you one." The person replies.
"I'm sorry, I thought this was a tuning factory..?" I ask out of the blue, surprising myself
"It's a tuning factory and a dealership. Would you like to take a look at our stock?"
I let out an uncertain nod "A quick look wouldn't hurt."
I follow the person inside, I keep looking at some of the cars that were brand new, some older ones..
"Is that a R33.. GT-R?" I ask, confused
"It's the factory's project. We're not sure when the R33 GT-R will truly come out, therefore we made our own, it has all the GT-R parts from the R32 GT-R, including a 650ps RB26DETT." He says, walking over to the back of the shop "This is our stock, all of these have been slightly tuned."
"How much is that R32 GT-R?" I ask, it feels wrong even asking, and it feels like I'm betraying my wife by thinking of buying it
"That is one of the newer models, so the clutch is far better, it's price tag is 5.3 million Yen."
"Hmm.. Could you tell me more about it?" I ask, walking around the car
"HKS Suspension parts, upgraded Turbines, sits on Workmeister S1 18 inch wheels. It's currently on 450 horsepower." The man says, as I don't say anything.
"Is it possible to.. take it out for a test drive?" I ask, still holding the groceries in my hand
"Of course, would you like to do it right now?" The man asks again, as I reply with a nod
23.04.1994 | B1 Route |10:30PM
190...200...210...220kmh.. The speedometer seemingly doesn't stop climbing, the heavy weight of the car with the mix of a proper tune seem to keep it planted, it's cornering is amazing.. however.. a headlight shine in my rear view mirror catches my attention.
"It caught up at.. 230km/h..?" I think to myself, confused as I don't let go of the accelerator, keeping it floored, but the headlights grow bigger, before moving to the side. A black Porsche 930 Turbo drives past me, I look at the speedometer, it's maxed out at 240km/h, yet the 930 isn't stopping, it leaves me in awe, as I slowly let go of the throttle, "I should bring the car back to the shop anyways.."
23.04.1994 | Hiroshi and Yukiko's apartment | 11:40PM
I slowly open the door, as I see Yukiko staring at me
"Where were you!?" She shouts, running towards me
"I'm sorry- I caught up with an old friend of mine from school." I say, sighing as I hug her "I'm sorry for not saying anything you.. you know how things get.." I apologize myself, to which she doesn't say anything.
Yukiko seems to believe it, as we soon end up having dinner and end up going to sleep. However, even as Yukiko drifts away into her sleep, I can't fall asleep, nor do I feel tired. I keep looking at the ceiling, thinking of the R's speed and agility. I feel uneasy just thinking about it, I can hear it's engine calling my name, as I try my best to ignore my feelings towards street racing again. I take a look at the clock, it's 3:32AM. I slowly get out of bed, opening a draw as I take a look at our savings account, 6.1 million Yen..
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Chasing Happiness at 300km/h
Ação"Chasing happiness at 300km/h" is an on-going action / psychological thriller story that revolves around the street racing scene that was seen during the 90s on the Tokyo Metropolitan Expressway. If you're interested into racing, cars, learning new...