Autonomopocolypse

Prolouge

I fly down the country roads in the dead of night, enjoying the exhilarating feeling of the power and the symphony of cylinders. Then I see lights. It's the police. I turn into a road that's less straight. They most definitely can't keep up as well as they did before. I slow down a bit and downshift to third gear and zip through the next few bends. I see the police lag behind me significantly. I get back on the power for a straight road. The speed climbs, 160, 170. I speed through with the mighty roar of the legendary RB26. I see lights but they get smaller and smaller as I get away. The power of my car combined with my skills and the superior ATTESA four-wheel drive system is too much for them to keep up with. I turn off my lights and slow down. I turn onto a dirt road which leads to an abandoned warehouse. I park next to a Black Pearl Metallic coloured Nissan Skyline GT-R R32. I turn off my display and my car then I get out of my similarly coloured Nissan Skyline GT-R R34. I walk into the building. 
"We were watching your escape, you deliver as always," My friend Zach says as I come in. He has jet black hair, pale white skin, and dark red eyes.
"Yeah, as usual they're quite slow, humanity thought autonomous cars were the future but they're no fun," I observe.
"Yeah, makes it easier for us to escape though,"
"That's true."
A few seconds pass.
“Hey...” He hesitates,
“What’s up?” I ask.
“I’ve been thinking...that maybe you could be the one to help me escape this hell..” He mutters.
“What?” I question.
“Never mind. It’s nothing,” He says.
It's been years since people drove petrol powered cars, or drove in general for that matter. Foolish millennials aren’t allowed to drive, and accidents have decreased by 99%. Autonomous cars became more popular and less and less people drove cars themselves. Auto manufacturers switched to them as well to appeal to the normie scum, but only a few haven't. But since the big ones gave in, driving yourself became more and more obsolete. Motorsports even switched to autonomous race cars that have steadily become better and better. There are a few such as my friends and I who prefer driving rather than being driven by computers. Even police cars are electric autonomous save the environment pieces of shit. They can't keep up with us street racers, and due to less and less people driving themselves we don't bother with registration and all that other stuff. We work on cars and build them up anyway we want and race each other on the streets. Thanks to no registration, we can remain anonymous. The only time they can figure out our identities is if they catch us. If they do, we’re gone. For good.