The five cars zoomed across the mountains, their headlights blinking left and right across the moonlit night with the occasional screech of tyres. They took tight turns, skidding with skill and zeal. At the last hairpin turn, one of the cars skidded to far out hit the metal barriers and flipped over. It hid the ground with a sharp rattling and stopped as the heavy darkness closed in on the Japanese Mountains. The rest of …showed first 75 words of 987 total…

…showed last 75 words of 987 total…he had lost had sunk in. He opened the door and slammed it shut. "SHIT!!!" He screamed into the wilderness. Kelvin drove easily back home with the normal elbows-resting-on-the-glove box attitude. He was bored again. Kelvin did not realise who he had just beaten in a rather short-lived duel. He had defeated the reigning "King of the Mountains" of Nagano and surrounding areas. His name was Ichiro Kamahi. And he wasn't too happy about it.