If this was a movie the camera would give a Birdseye view of a beautiful lit up city. Only to switch a not to pretty dingy apartment, leaky faucet. Curling wallpaper and apartment 46 G's door. Inside the small apartment sat a girl, fiery red hair and dark eyes. Hundreds and thousands of dollars sat around her, her whole life savings was going into the bank tomorrow and she was starting her new job. Her new job as a underground street racer. Her parents said that her speed would get her killed one day. And they were probably right but Mishani never learned her lesson until it slapped her in the face. And it did. A race gone good on her end, bad on the others. They seeked revenge, envied her fast car and envied her person even more. Getting into more trouble then expected Mishani goes on the run, meeting a fellow racer.