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Weeks has passed since the leader of the Mythic: Nash, left his fellow apprentices a mission: to find someone of potential and make them an ally in their team of the ultimate racing group.
Nash specified what was to be found. This was not in wealth or influence, but someone they deem worthy. It doesn't have to be a top racer, but one dedicated enough to help shift the tide against an unknown foe.
The time passes along with Paul's mind on a rampage with what's happened.
Who is this "enemy" holding the strings behind the Richelieu?
Why did the only person that can repel them somewhat go along with them?
Why has Fiona decide to hang around London for longer than usual?
Why the legendary Nash Kirkham had this abrupt change of heart?
What piece of heart did Mirielle touch within the champion?
Focusing on these, Paul goes on the usual crazy in mind. Nobody finds it weird, especially when he's in the middle of a quiet section in the city, alone, and on a bench.
A nearby bottle of Volvic and a sandwich bag an hint that Paul's already settled for food. The amount of nearby pigeons just waddling around probably signal disappointment and selfishness, or otherwise.
He sees a pigeon standing by his foot, pecking it. He reacts with a tossing of the sandwich bag, getting it to fly away.
Paul: "B:censored:d.."
Paul, who's been unemployed for a while now, takes his moments on the bench like he lives on it.
Where The Streets Have No Name
U2
The Joshua Tree
Moments pass. Paul was asleep. It was deep, but he wasn't in any hangover recently. What he actually dreamed about was only explainable from his eyes.
He saw red, then blue, then green. Flocks of confetti zoom out in this 3D picture. The dream has him immobile. A quick glance, and he sees his arms, with racing suit and gloves on. On those hands carry a trophy, worthy to hold. One can't see the name, but given he's in a very euphoric state.
SomePlayaDude Presents..
Song Progress: 1:10
~ A dragon is no doubt a fearsome being.
Part 1: Everything Ages, But Speed.
An obstruction in the astral plane made Paul's dream world disappeared in an instant, as he re-entered the real world.
Seeing someone he considers an enemy, Paul had no anger towards this person, as this state is in a more competitive view.
Boniface: "Monsieur Paul?"
Paul: "Ughh.. that voice. That you, Bon?"
Paul stretches his arms and legs as far as his body could reach. The Scotsman peeked on his wrist and registers the time as 2 o'clock.
Paul: "You alright, laddie?"
Boniface: "Magnifique as always."
Paul: "Good.. good.. Heard about your sister giving me friends a lotta trouble these days."
Boniface: "Yeah.. you must be pretty cross to us Richelieu, then?"
Paul: "Aye.. but i don't hate you, Bon. You're much too honest to be part of them crooks."
Boniface, from sweating starts cooling down and rests in comfort.
Boniface: "For real?! Merci! You can see.. how thankful i am for that bit of honesty. I don't really like what ma famille plans to do."
Paul: "Lad, i heard you held a gun. The lass with the mini dress mentioned something like ye being all like fresh flan on the plate."
Boniface: "You've heard of Amadine being an assassin, ya? Well, since you know how me and her don't go along well, that also didn't go along."
Paul pats Boniface in the back.
Paul: "I understand how facing the barrel o' the gun feels like. It's excitingly panic fuelling, but it's harder to boast living from it."
Boniface: "Heh.."
Paul: "By the way, how'd you find me?"
Boniface: "That's easy. If someone on Twitter mentions monsieur Paul Henderson's One-77 seen in this corner of London.."
An X-Bow R presents itself behind Paul's million pound Aston.
Paul: "That's your car?"
Boniface: "Lucky guess, as always? You still remember my preference of what speed really means?"
Paul: "Argh.. I don't want to, mostly because it's the reminder of what's been the roughest racing ever, despite.. we being in the same class of touring cars.."
During Paul's younger racing days, he was a successful touring car racer. His team respected him and it seemed that nothing could go wrong.
Then, Boniface started his career.
Boniface: "We never looked one to one easy. Even now, i feel you're still the racer with the wings of glory. What happened to you, Paul?"
Paul: "It's hardly a matter that i want to converse about.."
Boniface: "Peer pressure perhaps."
Paul: "Nah... nah, it can't be."
Boniface: "Wait.. wait, wait.. I heard about that conspiracy, but... you never fought back.."
Paul: "I know.."
Boniface: "In your feet, you know I would've done everything to get my right in what happened."
Paul: "Yeah.. but i was in too much of a depression to get involved. They were to send me to the authorities, ya know, and bring me to court."
Boniface: "Didn't they? No.. wait.."
Every racer in the season at the time knew about Paul's predicament. Yes, it seemed impossible, if it weren't for the lawyer on Paul's side.
Boniface: "Monsieur Judge, wasn't it?!"
Paul: "Aye.."
Judge Bill stood up to the FIA, and became Paul's personal lawyer, protecting him whenever conflict comes up. Being the earliest convenience, Paul found hope, and a lighter wallet. At least he was saved from a permanent ban, but taken was his racing license, which Billy fixed back later.
Soon, the Judge became an influential man with Paul and the racers of the UK. Despite the fame, not everyone knew how he figured that or this, or even exploited this or that. His seemingly exploitable methods remain a mystery.
Paul: "The Hendersons owe him lots. But even after all 'o that, me name's tarnished. Even today, when i've pushed all efforts to make a happy family."
While Boniface isn't a man of charity, he's one with the piety of a knight.
Evidently, Paul needed a push to get back into his glory. The gentle Frenchman knew he can do something about this, with something his sisters object to share.
Boniface: "Tell you what, monsieur.. there's an open space for one. A street car racing league, hosted by German racing champ Willeim Weiss. Not a big event, but pays good, and you can tell everyone who owns that.. one of the 77."
Paul: "Huh.. Williem? No thanks, lad."
Boniface: "Come on! It's not like our Touring Cars days! No way a derby or a contact sport, even. It's simple, pure racing. The fastest wins. You might see me on track as well."
Paul: "Sounds great, me heart thinks.. But.. i have obligations.."
Refusing to give up on negotiation, Boniface starts doing the sweet talking.
Boniface: "See, this is what's wrong with you. You had a great teacher. You had the best cars. You can say i am pretty jealous of what you've went through with your Mythic club."
Upon hearing Mythic, Paul then had a small burst that brought his dormant memory to life.
From sorrow, he is filled with a little determination, and a moderate amount of rage.
One can say Boniface tickled the inner dragon of Paul.
Paul: "Mythic? That's what you said, correct?"
Boniface: "Oui... huh?"
Paul: "May i tell you.. that name isn't even known to the public, or even to many of me mates. Your sister's a real pain in the bum, lad. I know it."
Boniface: "...."
Paul: "And.. about your offer. I.. will have to accept, but i want to make it clear.."
Boniface: "(To light his flames like that. Parfait..)"
Paul started to stand and walk towards his car. Boniface followed suit.
Paul: "Clear that.. there won't be any mention or threat to any one of us, or I'll make it my goal, to come to you. I like you, Bon. Trust me.. you don't want to push us too far."
A finger points from Paul towards his rival with a blurry confidence, but an honest one.
Boniface: "I'd say.. i want to see the confident, the arrogant, the majestic Paul Henderson of racing brutality. But you know this is a non contact sport.."
Paul: "I won't be sorry they gave me no room. (But i will be, heh.)"
Boniface: "*chuckles* Magnifique *claps*."
Paul: "So.. first race?"
Boniface: "In two weeks time. Brands Hatch. I'll have the arrangements done. This is between me and you, though.. My sisters know nothing, but i don't mind if you do the opposite. You'll need all the help you can get to bring back the old you."
While Boniface extends a hand..
Paul: "I recommend you find the new me to be as much of a challenge as the old me, lad."
The meeting of hands from two people represent a greeting. A greeting that marks the relighting of another rivalry, hopefully not one that'll lead to conflict as it is from the current state of their superiors.
Seeing the X-Bow leave, Paul thinks of getting back to his parental duties.
He heads back to his beautiful Aston Martin, and sees the many people taking pictures of it.
Paul: "I guess this won't be the end of it... Move away lads. I got's to get going.."
As the photographers take last second pictures, Paul sees a whole stampede of people running towards his direction.
Paul: "Oh, GOD!"
Paul moves to the rear of his car for cover, only to see the stampede pass by him instead of what's expected. Confused, he sees the general direction to another man.
One with long blonde hair and a teal suit.
Song.
Those crazy nights, I do remember... in my youth.
I do recall, those were the best times, most of aaall.
In the heat with a blue jean girl, burnin' love comes once in a lifetime.
She found me singing by the rail road traaaack. Took me home; we danced by moonlight
Paul came closer to see what appears to be a small concerto by Armand, as he stand atop of his car's hood.
Paul: "Armand.. boy oh boy.. You and yer Toronado's come to save me arse.."
Armand may be a rockstar with his own songs, but he's known to make the most flawless covers of certain hits. After the crowd's gone, he and Paul get together.
Armand: "When i first saw you, Paul.. you were like the other 2.. no.. 3 hundred people today: they want something from me? They get it, but... limited quantities."
Paul: "Then it's lucky that i get it first time, eh?"
Armand: "Indeed.. *strums guitar*"
Paul: "By the way.."
Going on to see the beautiful Toronado, this isn't Paul's first time hearing about it, but it is his first time seeing it personally. Armand can see Paul's curiosity, and he decides to sate that appetite.
Armand: "How is it, that Armand, top hat and guitar soprano, manage to drive what appears to be a special conversion of Oldsmobile's luxury classic?"
Paul: "Aye.. that's the way to say it."
Armand: "For anyone.. it's my own business unless they watch the Late Night Show that time. But.. you're lucky, Mr. Henderson. It was a dare."
Paul: "That?"
Armand: "That signals special way to say 'I enjoyed your company'."
This mystery of a man: Armand, is known to be very influential in the realm of being liked.
Paul: "Who doesn't?"
Armand: "I've yet to meet someone as such, or he must be deaf."
Paul: "So true.."
Armand: "Yes, yes.."
All they did afterwards was stare into the city life, seeing the many cabs and Land Rovers pass around the Marble Arch. Upon seeing Evoque after Evoque, Paul is reminded of Fiona, and is suddenly attacked by his friend.
Armand: "So.. heard Fiona Henderson's related to you?"
Paul: "Yeah.. i get that a couple times."
Armand: "She's pretty, let me tell you."
Paul: "Pretty... aye, but she's sometimes a bit of a hissy fit, mind ya."
Armand: "How is she nowhere like you, i don't know."
Paul: "Me old man's always scruff and dandy, but.. you don't want to see his arse when he gets mad."
Armand: "Oh yeah? Where is scruff and dandy now?"
Paul: "Still at Aberdeen. We talk now and then, but... let's just say i prefer me mum's side."
Armand: "That sort of relationship, i'm sure i can understand."
Paul: "What? You're something like this as well?"
Armand: "Nah.. I.. have no parents."
Paul: "Someday, you'll tell me?"
Armand: "Ohh.. Paul! *sighs* Maybe. Maybe not."
Paul then drives over to pick up Amelia. His large Aston Martin is given priority on the roads, maybe as a sign of luck, or the people's goodwill to see a big V12 do it's thing.
Upon arriving at the school, he sees his daughter outside the school gates, with her friends. Flashing his lights, Amelia sees the car. All the boys and girls are stunned as they see the million pound car.
Paul: "Hey there, dear. How was class today?"
Amelia: "Not bad."
Paul: "Just.. 'Not bad?' I've seen something of this sort in me past. Care to bring up?"
Amelia: "It's... nothing too special, daddy."
Paul: "Oh.."
Amelia: "Why are we driving the car today?"
Paul: "We don't drive often, do we?"
Amelia: "Well, i went with mommy in that new car to school today."
Paul: "She say anything?"
Amelia: "Not really. She's not really a fast driver.."
Paul noticed his daughter. She was obviously down on her dumps, leading to a question.
Paul: "What's wrong, dear?"
Amelia: "Nothing."
Paul: "You see, the body talks for you, telling me something's really wrong."
Amelia: "..."
Paul: "You're hiding your pain, but daddy can see it. Be a good girl. I won't be mad at you."
Amelia: "... okay.. I'm just.. working too hard in this new year. Class change.. Why is this happening?"
Paul: "Well... life doesn't work that way, i think. It's easy to tell you prefer the friends you had, and.. i understand that. Change is.. it's a tricky process. You might hate it at first, but.. when you like it?"
Amelia: "I don't get it."
Paul: "Well.. you don't mind a history lesson then, lass?"
Amelia: "Not really."
Paul: "Well.. when.. argh!"
Amelia: "Argh what?"
Paul: "(Paul's systems crash, that's what!) Erm.. I don't really study history."
Amelia: "Hehehehe.. Thanks for trying anyways.. daddy."
It was then Paul sees his daughter the way he wants it to be.
Paul: "Alright.. we're nearly home, and.."
*Message tone*
Paul: "Think you can... check for me?"
Amelia: "Okay!"
Amelia takes out her dad's smartphone. Knowing how to use it like any child of today, she unlocks with a pattern, then heads to the notification on the top. She sees:
Amelia: "It's from Uncle Nash!"
Paul: "Okay."
Amelia: "Practice run at.. Brands Hatch. Coming?"
Paul: "Coming? (What luck! And we're nearly home...) How about you reply to him that I'm coming. Hope your mummy's not too crabby tonight."
Paul takes it that with the invitation by Boniface, he has to be sharp on the track with his One-77. A new car is a new adventure, despite him owning another Aston Martins.
Amelia: "Oh. Oop.. another message."
Using her fingers, she heads to that other message.
Amelia: "It's from mom. She said... won't be home till dark, with your sister and the baby.. having some girl time."
Paul: "Girl time with the baby? I just hope Jacob's not going to be such a girlie."
Amelia: "I thought he's a brother."
Paul: "Exactly, lass."
They arrive by the house, but a change of plans made it a temporary stay.
Paul: "Okay.. since i've got nobody to handle you, I'll head to Brands Hatch and drag you along then. Get ready."
Amelia: "Okay~"
Brands Hatch. 4 PM.
The well known circuit is a classic track in the UK, and many race fans are encouraged to visit the track, for all sorts of racing happens on the aged roads, that pave ways for champions. For now, the GP track stays closed for unknown reasons, leaving the Indy Circuit only for use.
A car is already on track when Paul arrives. While not everyone knows, it is immediately identified as a red Rocket.
Amelia isn't a car person, and questions it's identity.
Amelia: "Daddy.. why is that car look like a bleeding baguette?"
Paul: "There are lots of reasons, dear. (A bloody baguette?)"
As the car passes the pit lane and enters the infamous Paddock Hill Bend..
Amelia: "*gasps* Look dad! Clowns!"
Paul: "(For real?) You sure you see clowns on a race track?"
Turning from the sound of the light car to his daughter, Paul sees her pointing to some men ahead.
Amelia: "He's juggling bananas. Ahaha!"
To correct the primary schooler, one man ahead is juggling guns to another man.
Relevant between these two is the color purple.
Hayato: "(This man doesn't grow up, doesn't he?!) ......"
Gary: "*sings a song*"
Suddenly, he stops and shoots the gun that landed on hand towards the Japanese heartthrob.
*CLICK*
Gary: "Lucky..."
The juggling continues, and..
*POW*
Gary: "Ah! Loserville's got a new neighbor!"
Hayato: "Ergh!"
Unfortunately for Gary, this is a man who carries a REAL KATANA 24/7.
*SLICE*
And this all happened in slow motion..
Gary: "NOOOO!! THAATT WAS MY FAVORITE GUUNN!"
It didn't take long before Yoko No Ken meets a neck full of bling.
Gary: "EERP!"
Hayato: "I'm done playing games with you.. clown. How can the Assassin of infamy withstand someone as scrawny you??"
Gary: "Hey! Hey.. hey.. hey.. huh.. It ain't so funny when you break people's stuff! Or is it, b:censored:."
With those words, Paul walks in with Amelia's ears already covered.
Paul: "Guys! Watch your tongue as always. How are you not at the house, G-man?"
Letting go of Gary, Hayato sees the two and nudges Gary. Making a good impression is hard, especially when he's going through what seems to be collateral damage.
Gary: "Ohh! Sup, Paul. N just gave me a phone call. And i see little Amy! Hey, sup girl."
Amelia: "Hiya, Gary!"
Paul sees what appears to be a handshake that he's never taught.
Paul: "(Huh.. Gary's a better dad than me, I'm thinking..) Moto-san? What's your occasion, lad?"
Hayato: "Oh, me? Yofu-san dragged me out of bed for.. having some quality time with 'friends'? That's how it sums up for me. Gary-san, on the other hand."
Gary: "The G-dog supreme's still in shock that Gin's not on our side, but he insisted i get some time to chill, and think it through."
Paul: "Right.. and I'm not the only one here last second. You know, i'd want to know where the boss himself is, or i just wasted precious time and gas money."
Hayato has been ordered by his adoptive father to keep Paul around, and he strikes on his curiosity.
Hayato: "Well, I'm sure you noticed a bison on wheels before, right? That sums up Gary-san's 'racing monster'"
Gary: "Hey, it ain't your first ride, Paul, but you about to see a monster SRT up your bum, with me behind the ever so round wheel."
Hayato: "That's going to go around the corners like... 3 seconds slower than i would.."
Gary: "As if! It's still got the seats and it'll sting you like Ali."
To back that up, Gary would then mimic the famous sting like a bee.
Paul: "Right. Now.. how about that rocket?"
Hayato: "You remember.. Murph? That's him."
Paul: "And.. why do i even guess?"
Hayato: "We also just knew about his collection of cars. As if he's about to impress what he's got. Secrets hide behind a man's face."
Gary: "I'd like to know your secrets on getting girls."
Hayato: "Heh! Over my dead body."
Gary: "Don't push me, buddy!"
Paul: "Guys!"
Both Gary and Hayato: "WHAT?!"
Paul: "Where's Nash?"
Gary: "He's busy, and if i know N very well, he's always busy."
Hayato: "*repeats sentence with hand* he's alwuys busy.."
Our eastern foreigner thinks otherwise, seeing on what he did.
Hayato: "He might be my father for this world, but he's never as busy as a real father."
Gary: "In front of your ass, maybe. Did he ever say how much he loved you, like your grandpa or something?"
Unfortunately, Hayato will not let go when Gary insults the ancestors that made him who he is today.
Hayato: "WHY YOU.."
Gary: "URGH!"
Paul: "Guys.. guys.. GUYS!"
Amidst this conflict, Paul then realized..
Paul: "Where's Amelia?"
Looking left and right repeatedly, Paul can only see Gary choking Hayato, while Hayato holds on to Gary's head to prepare a concussive strike.
Gary: "B:censored:d ass son of a b:censored:.."
Hayato: "Your.. *cough* head will be.. *cough* on a f:censored:ing stake!"
What appears to be an unbreakable struggle between two men are broken..
Nash: "Break it up, boys."
Amelia walks next to this man of significance: Nash.
Paul: "Phew. I was worried for a moment there."
Amelia: "I wandered away until i saw Uncle Nash. He tells me where the ladies room is."
Nash: "Yes.. and.. what sort of mess is this?"
Hayato: "He started it!"
Gary: "Hell no i did. Ninja boy here did."
Nash: "These two are ever so troublesome sometimes.. reminds me of a pair of twins i used to work with in the Yard."
Paul: "So... you don't mind if we..."
Nash: "Only if Moto-kun brings out the blade. Keep and eye out."
At that moment, the red cigar heads back in.
Nash: "And.. this is why I've brought you three here."
Amelia: "The baguette! Yay!"
Paul: "What about the Light Co. Rocket?"
Nash: "Paul.. give the owner ample time to explain."
Getting out of the car is Murph, who owns the car. They only realize it's him as he opens his helmet.
Murph: "Oy oy, lads."
Paul: "Ah.. Murph, was it?"
Murph: "I can check me underwear if that's what you're expecting. What's cooking, doc?"
Nash: "Like any regular day.. we have.. A ninja and a gangster making no amends."
Still fighting like in a high school hallway, Paul and the gang pay no heed until..
*UNSHEATH*
Nash: "There he goes, oh no!"
Paul: "Moto-san! Calm the hell down!"
The chaos is then settled.
Gary: "Say.. what's this here cigar got to do with us?"
Nash: "The thing is.. if you actually remember... Gary.. NOT to pick fights with Yakuza trained ninjas."
Gary: "Aww.. sorry, N. If i had the balls to go up face Gin when I'm still pissed, then a ninja's just icing on the cake."
Hayato: "Look who's talking.. a man fuelled by the presence of women!"
Nash: "Alright, lads.. calm down. Or else i fear Murph might get a gun and shoot you both."
Murph: "Shoot him? Nah, that's so not ol' Murph.. But i do have a gun.."
Nash: "Now, the reason i've called you here is to get familiar with track racing."
Hayato: "You know.. Yofu-san. I am, a Super Formula champion.."
Nash: "Well, i did this to Jacob once, and with this in mind, he's obliged to be one hell of a driver. More than you even, Moto-kun. Heed me out, and you might learn a thing or two."
Hayato: "Nyeehhh, fine!"
Nash: "Good boy."
Murph: "So.. tell us this here secret that'll.. warp the minds of us?"
Nash: "Right.. but before i begin. I'd like to confirm my info on you all. Just to make sure i've been spying right."
When Nash realized he spilled the word spying out loud..
Nash: "Oops. *whispers* Murph, help me out."
His approach tells that Murph is well versed in the art of the criminal.
Murph: "The boss just wants to credit check you all. I mean.. if he's to put you all racing around in this country or in Europe."
The rest are suddenly okay with the word 'spying'.
Nash: "Let me begin with you, Murph. He's been my associate for almost a decade now. Watched Jake with an eagle eye, he has."
Murph: "He's right. Except he's the eagle. I just have the eyes."
Nash: "Right.. (Jake, oh Jake..)"
Paul: "Now, do me! You've been doing your homework, and let the teacher mark that for ya, eh?"
Nash: "Well.. you went behind my back to see your old rival."
Paul: "Wha?!"
Nash took out his phone to show Paul a message board from Armand.
Nash: "I have eyes and ears, and since our rockstar Armand's connected to these.. Richelieu.."
Paul: "Hah.. well done, old bean."
Nash: "Yes.. (Old? Damn..) I'd say one thing.. we'll help pump your racing game up. There's no way a drunkard can destroy this up and coming supercar league."
Paul: "Heh.."
Nash: "Alright.. I'll just stop here. The intel's all solid. Now.. to business!"
Following those words, Nash walked towards the Rocket, and then turned around, not lose the small crowd he was announcing to.
Nash: "I'd like to see you all to the test. Ten minutes is all i need. Show the world famous Nash Kirkham your right to be part of Mythic."
Gary would then walk up.
Gary: "Did i hear that right? 10 minutes of show and tell. The G dog's got this in the bag."
Hayato: "*imitates with hand* een ze baggu.. You've got to prove it first. Your monster car here isn't built for speed with those extra two doors."
Gary: "Oh? You're relying your gut over something that's so whack with a wing and TV in the car there, ninja dude. You driving as the rep for 'Pimp My Ride' or something?"
Murph: "Lads. Chill down a bit. This is time you both can boast around. We've got one of the Mythic here to make an impression, and to exceed that is one objective. You can say you're lucky to be under his presence."
Splitting momentarily, Paul wants a word with Nash.
Paul: "And what happens if i don't haul arse here, then?"
Nash: "Then I'd have to call Jake and Rin, who's both having a day trip to the far west edge of Wales.. Or Sonny, who's having his own worldwide F1 show. And the Prodigy's back in Germany. You're really my only hope."
Paul: "Heh. I had to drag me kid along for this. Where is she now?"
Nash: "Headed to a room i pointed to. I promise that she's in good hands."
Nami: "I'm your grandmother. Call me Nami-sama, alright?"
Amelia: "Nami... sama?"
Alan: "Hohoho.. don't worry too much, Amelia. Your Nami's one heck of a granny."
*THWACK*
Alan: "*whimpering* But she's a little on the slappy side, oohhooww...."
Amelia: "Hahahaha."
Nami: "You have a silly grandfather, you know.."
Paul: "Well.. i think that's okay then. She's truly one to one with Carrie's dad."
Nash: "Good. Now.. how familiar are you with the track?"
Paul: "Very. I'd say you give those lads a chance."
Nash: "Of course, with them getting 10 minutes and an official guide."
Going back to the other three, Nash lays it out for them.
Nash: "Now, Paul and i agree that you three should go and make yourselves comfortable with this track. It's a track of many racing stories it is."
With that, the meet adjourns as Nash leaves the scene, with Gary and Hayato heading off. Meeting a Scotsman just next to him, Murph however..
Paul: "Except you, lad. I want you."
Murph: "Me? Well.. what's on your mind, chap?"
Paul: "Just need yer opinion, lad. Ever drove an X-Bow?"
Murph: "X-Bow? You mean a motorbike corp's car thing? Nah. Haven't gotten a chance. Me rocket's about similar, if that's what you need to know."
Paul: "Well.. if Nash isn't wrong, he isn't. The reason i'm in this tourney is Bon's given me a challenge. He's me rival back in the day, and i want to know the secrets behind super lightweights."
Murph: "Erhh.. this is about track racing, no? That's taking contact out of the options."
Paul: "Touring cars aside, I was afraid you were going to mention THOSE bit of tips."
Murph: "Don't be so negative already, mate. What i know about the lighter cars is that they don't favor them straights, like this here Brabham. They'll most likely attack by out pacing you in the tricky turns."
Paul: "So, the straights is where to attack?"
Murph: "Yeah, unless these superlights get boosted, you're going to need to peek at your rearviews at these tricky turns. See how hard that is to avert?"
Paul: "Yeah. Ya need to focus on them turns. Not every car comes with a rear view mirror, no?"
Murph: "Light cars are evil, but they're not perfect. We're about to see our gangster bring out a heavyweight, and i bring out my little nuke. You're going to see the differences between pumping power and a light frame, and Moto-san's going to play the role that is the scales of balance."
The three stooges head to their cars and take practice runs after the drivers watch videos on Brands Hatch. Nash and Paul take view from above a high location, and sees from the cameras.
Putting the words of Murph in weight, Paul learns how the Rocket makes the best times around, with low times in areas of smaller bends.
And sees Gary's street fighter duke it out on the straights, making a straight section time faster than the other two.
Nash keeps record on the three cars on track. His face says impressive.
Nash: "Not even a second's size of difference.."
Paul: "So... any recommendation you have on who's to watch out for?"
Nash: "Hmm.. that's easy. It might be the worst of the three, but.."
Just when Paul is about to receive that answer, a black tuner passes the Brabham straight.
Nash: "Moto-kun is that person.. for reasons i can tell as i saw him in that car. It reminds me so much of a friend that's gone from this world."
Connections with the racing world of Hayato and his racing teacher gave Nash a few memories about the people he's saved.
Paul: "Alright. Just tell me when we get the show running. I can't wait to show Amelia what her daddy does best."
The signal is sent. The three cars enter the pit lane.
After grouping the three test subjects...
Nash: "Alright.. it looks like i have to.. *continuously rabble*"
From a distance, we can see that Paul is busy with a special tool: a tool once used against Rin to unlock cars: Murph's car lock overriding device.
Whatever algorithms it carry has it adapt, which has it perfectly replicate the locks of Gary's Charger and Hayato's G37.
The purpose of this is to put miniature spy cameras at the car. Without notice, Paul applies these cameras to the feet and the steering, like in a rally race.
Being an open top super light racer, the LCC Rocket is easily placed, but requires Nash to distract Murph himself to ensure no paranoia breaks the cover.
Suceeding at his espionage mission, Paul only has one more thing to do: place these cameras at his Aston One-77.
Paul: "I'll show Nash whose scales he's messing with."
Paul then heads back.
Nash: "Your cars really define who you are..."
Paul: "*whispers* Job's done."
Nash: "Ahh! Thank you, Paul. Now.. as we agreed, Paul will be the judge on who he likes. And surprise surprise.. Gary!"
Gary: "You called?"
Nash: "You win the driver's choice awards."
With confidence, Gary raises his arms, and starts the smack talk.
Gary: "You see there.. NEVER, and i mean NEVER NEVER mess around with the G Dog!"
Paul: "No hard feelings, lads. He's just gotten in the game, and to be up par with you lot? It's more than reason."
Gary's street racing regime has somehow paid off.
Nash: "Well done, Gary. Well done!"
Gary: "Now.. the order was it? How's that i go first, so i can rub it in their little faces."
Hayato: "Cocky isn't he?"
Gary: "Hey! Cocky is what's it all about when you've won. How's about you go second?"
Hayato: "You issue a challenge? Well.. alright. Moto-san can't guarentee to be up to your level.. but i won't make it boring."
Murph: "Guess that puts me at the back. I don't mind, but.."
Putting his arms around, Paul decides to comfort a new friend.
Paul: "Hey.. it's much better if you see the benchmark for a super lap."
Murph: "Hehehe.. i guess we Brits think alike."
Having recently getting to know the track, Gary starts away his 10 minutes.
Nothing But You
Paul van Dyk
Reflections
Paul: "Alright.. street racers.. what are they like, eh Murph?"
Murph: "Street racers are all about flair and getting from the start to the finish in any way possible. And also: flashy parts."
While Hayato and Nash aren't around to see a live recording of Gary's car and feet, Paul and Murph notice something.
Paul: "It's.. really tense, but calm.."
Murph: "Ya.. i see it too."
Paul: "He's really putting the right amount of feathers on the throttle."
The car shows understeer in the track's many roads, but Gary knows his car. It makes him faster in it than even anyone on Earth.
While Paul is impressed on that alone, Murph pays attention to the cockpit view more.
Murph: "It's strange, really.. because.."
Paul: "Because?"
Murph: "In a track car, you play with every twitch and it responds straight away. Look at his arms."
Gary isn't one with a build, but his small arms play with the steering, turning it fast, left to right, right to left, or even a unidirectional break in between. The response from the car isn't instant, but Gary knows his car.
Murph: "He reminds me of Jake a lot."
Paul: "Aye."
Murph: "Know your car, and victory will come."
A confused Murph scratches his hair.
Murph: "What's got the lad into street racing anyways? This is performance of winners, it is.."
Paul: "Hmm..."
Gary finishes his 10 minute run.
Nash, who stood in front of a monitor, records his best time.
Gary: "AWWWW YEAH! WHO GONNA BRING ME DOWN NOW, HUH?!"
Next, as per Gary's dare is a Super Formula competitor: Hayato.
Must Be The Feeling
Nero
Welcome Reality
This time, Murph is off to prepare for his run. Accompanying Paul this time around is..
Gary: "Pretty sick?"
Paul: "Pretty.. sick.."
Gary: "Alright!"
Paul: "Huh.. (How can they handle the talkative one, eh?)"
Gary: "So.. what's up with N giving the setup of punk ass crooks?"
Paul: "(Says the 'punk ass crook')"
What they noticed about Hayato was how his car is, even street legal, also well suited for all around racing. He has no worries pushing the throttle.
Gary: "God damn! He just brings the car to its knees. Not to mention he turns a lot earlier than i do."
Paul: "Well.. that Infiniti likes to boost ahead on exiting turns, minding them understeer."
Gary: "Yeah.. there's merit for reaching balance, yo. The wing's not a style thing."
Paul analyzed the apex and the ninja like reflexes.
Paul: "This ninja's great at what he's doing. Drives and acts with no bound.."
Gary: "A guy who's not afraid to use a sword is a bad ass, no doubt."
Paul: "What's this lad's history?"
The time for espionage is over for Hayato.
Hayato: "This is for you, Shinzo-sama!"
And thus, Murph sets off for his run.
Shotgun
The Outline
You Smash It, We'll Build Around It.
Gary: "Hey.. you ain't the only one, ninja dude. Cameras all over."
Hayato: "So.. how was it, Paul-san? I think.. i did much more spectactularly."
Paul: "You're amazing, nuff said. Sorry G."
Gary: "Don't worry... it ain't over yet!"
Three people make analysis on Murph's track racing. Being in a super light car..
Paul: "He's twitching a lot more than you, Gary."
Gary: "Which is strange, actually. Even outside, the G forces shouldn't be no different."
Hayato: "And that's where you're wrong, you dweeb."
Gary: "Care to.. explain?"
Hayato: "Sure.. (what unrefined bull:censored
Lighter car, with no tech. He doesn't have counter steering... like an older F1."
Paul: "He's putting more work on them turns.."
Hayato: "Like in F1, you need more precision in a light car. The heavier cars take longer to turn, but you have the power to get out fast. Lighter cars go turn quick, but.. it's not like they're always full of traction."
Paul: "Hah.. alright.."
Paul then headed straight out the room.
Gary: "Hey, hey, hey, hey.. where you think you're going?"
Paul: "How's about you watch me get to work. I think I've learned a lot today."
Hayato: "(Just like Yofu-san said.. he's going to show it to us all)"
Paul: "See ya later."
It's evident that Murph had fun.
Murph: "Fantastic! Can't wait to blabber all about it."
Paul heads to his car, to see Alan and Amelia waiting.
Where The Streets Have No Name
U2
The Joshua Tree
Amelia: "What are you doing, daddy?"
Alan: "He's going to show you how he does his job. Am i right, there?"
Paul: "Aye.. It's about time you see me on where i rule, eh, Amelia? You remember me prime time, eh?"
Amelia: "Yeah!"
Paul: "Well, back away from the car. It's race time."
*IGNITION*
Paul fires up the engine, and gives it a few revs.
Amelia: "My ears!"
Alan: "Let me get them for you, dear.. oh Lord!"
All settled, Paul sends it out after seeing the all clear.
Paul: "Alright.. let's take the prize home!"
Song Progress: 1:09
After the warmup lap, Paul already knows he doesn't need a practice lap.
Being a natural in Brands Hatch, he knows to brake and attack early reaching Paddock Hill.
The Druids are unable bewitch the One-77 passing around in the car's optimal speed.
Down past Graham Hill and to Cooper, everyone can hear the car's V12 pass in all it's might.
Paul learned a lot about cars today, and he brings it all to fruit as he pushes the One-77 through the Surtees-Mclaren chicane.
With him understanding his car more than anyone, this has to be the One-77 in it's finest passing the Clark Curve, and re-entering Brabham.
And across the line!
Paul: "Good show! Very well done! YES!"
The only person that hears these cries out is the man that hears his former catch phrase through the radio.
Alan: "Good show indeed.."
By the cameras..
Gary: "Hah.. money buys good cars. I'mma get one soon enough. What says you, ninja dude?"
Hayato: "I guess.. i have to shape up more to be up par to him."
Murph: "Where's Nash? I'd imagine him giving the lad a nice kiss to the cheek after that."
Nash sees the clock with Paul finishing about a second ahead of the competition.
But one thing unknown to many: Nash was inside a cockpit, watching said clock behind a safety harness.
*IGNITION*
Upon hearing that sound..
Alan: "Oh no.. Paul! Paul.. come back in now."
Paul: "What's the matter, sir?"
Alan: "Nash's loose of his chains."
Paul: "What?"
Paul drove straight in to the pits. And at about the same moment, Nash exits the pit lane.
As Paul exits his car and undresses the racing suit, he witnesses a legendary car from the cameras. Everyone sees it make a practice lap.
Paul: "Whoo.. who would've thought Nash got bored after he waited long?"
Gary: "Make no mistake, Paul, my bro.. that's your car's worst nightmare."
Hayato: "I wonder when do i get a go at riding it.."
Murph: "Even if he's your daddy.. Not a chance, slick."
Halling it
Robert Ridihalgh
Need for Speed II: Special Edition Soundtrack
The solo lap begins..
Paul: "Dear.."
Amelia: "Yeah.."
Paul: "This is what your Uncle Nash does for a living."
Amelia: "How is it i don't know.."
Paul: "He's been hiding his ugly face. Also, the man's demotivated recently, but he still goes far to make me group of racers glad."
Amelia: "Hahaha."
Paul: "I didn't finish yet, lass. Nash would've never gotten the confidence to come on out and whup our efforts if i didn't say yes to his crazy plan."
Nash crosses the line, and faster than Paul, while just half a second so.
Very few have survived drifting through Paddock Hill, and Nash is easily one such person.
Nash: "Hahaha! Oh... i just wonder why you didn't witness MY superiority, Brother.."
FIN PART 1
Author's Notes
- Hiatus, schmiatus. After taking months off writing, i come back, possibly with a new intent on what to find in writing. Maybe you'll see what it is, i don't know.
- Within Mirielle and Amadine's evil, is a side of good and honesty from Boniface. He's still an antagonist. Too cliche to have evil, stand out bad guy named villains. THIS HAS TO STOP, PEOPLE. Just look at Clark. Even evil jerky people can be good. Good antagonists have good reasons to be evil.
- Paul's predicament references Resident Evil 6's Chris Redfield.
- Gary is really half the person without Ginoa, huh? Ginoa would go eye to eye on Hayato, if he didn't already try to kill her.
- Say, haven't i done this before.. in the Legacy?
- Nash didn't intend to have a run, but we hardly see his racing, so here you go. It's time i justify his legend, anyways.
- Upon making this, i learned how to tackle the Paddock Hill Bend. Yay me!
- All cars are timed and with sports softs. Here are the pp ratings, specs, and the best lap after laps of practice. (ABS 1 only)
Gary: 600pp, 2011 Dodge Charger SRT8, 823 HP, 1570 KG
5th) 47.525
Paul: 600pp, 2011 Aston Martin One-77, 750 HP, 1356 KG
2nd) 46.057, 1 lap only, stock gearbox.
Murph: 600pp, 2007 LCC Rocket, 247 HP, 432 KG
4th) 46.695
Hayato: 600pp, 2008 High End Performance G37, 717 HP, 1251 KG
3rd) 46.349
Nash: 618pp, 1994 McLaren F1, 657 HP, 1080 KG
1st) 45.610, 1 lap only, power and weight adjusted, but all stock.
- Difficult to write, but i hope it's good.. I have doubts about the facts, so feel free to correct me.
Cars Introduced.
- Armand's Jay Leno Oldsmobile Toronado "Moody Blues" Armand is once a guest of the Late Night Show, hosted by Jay Leno. Having the honor of going through the garage, Armand knows the many faces of cars over the years. What caught his eye was his modified cruiser, with over 1000 horsepower, and a body that screams maniac, Armand decided to go on a dare and have Mr Leno hand the car to copy. The dare still stands today, and Armand drives the car like some regular muggle, hoping to magically transform into some sort of superstar with it.
- Boniface's KTM X-Bow R "Aerodynamic" Boniface is well versed in the light track cars department, and his fair gotten X-Bow is his masterpiece. Preferring this over any Caterham or Ariel, Boniface also lives with an idea of how to play with the best on track. This is a deadly combination, no doubt.
- Murph's Light Car Co. Rocket "Illudium Q-36 Explosive Space Modulator" Aside from daily expenses, Murph spends a lot of his money on bacon.. and a private car collection. One such car that stands out in his mind was this Rocket. Engineered by the same man that created the legendary F1, Murph's crazy ego would push the rocket into a super trooper, with intent to blow it up sky high.
- Hayato's G37 "American Ninja" For the everyday travel, Hayato had to ensure his NSX was kept off streets as many times he can get. When the heat's too much, the ninja takes on a disguise in a tuned Infiniti. It's no way a slouch, and has proven it's mettle in many races, legal or not.
- Nash's McLaren F1 "Undisputed" Nash's most prized posession. His racing career went into hiatus after the news picked up that he's bought the car. Being a large fan of Gordon Murray's work of art, Nash moved ahead of other dreaming men and went to buy it before the price rose in the 21st Century. Was once put as a prize in a tournament Paul traumatizes.
Thoughts.
Of Murph, Gary and Hayato, who did you root for and why?
Coming Up:
"You will know that Mir will only accept me as her favorite... not you."
"Di.. di.. dispose?!"
"I'll make sure he savors the last moments first, so justice be served."
Part 2: Mirielle's Gambit.
Pictures Cleaned!
Nash specified what was to be found. This was not in wealth or influence, but someone they deem worthy. It doesn't have to be a top racer, but one dedicated enough to help shift the tide against an unknown foe.
The time passes along with Paul's mind on a rampage with what's happened.
Who is this "enemy" holding the strings behind the Richelieu?
Why did the only person that can repel them somewhat go along with them?
Why has Fiona decide to hang around London for longer than usual?
Why the legendary Nash Kirkham had this abrupt change of heart?
What piece of heart did Mirielle touch within the champion?
Focusing on these, Paul goes on the usual crazy in mind. Nobody finds it weird, especially when he's in the middle of a quiet section in the city, alone, and on a bench.
A nearby bottle of Volvic and a sandwich bag an hint that Paul's already settled for food. The amount of nearby pigeons just waddling around probably signal disappointment and selfishness, or otherwise.
He sees a pigeon standing by his foot, pecking it. He reacts with a tossing of the sandwich bag, getting it to fly away.
Paul: "B:censored:d.."
Paul, who's been unemployed for a while now, takes his moments on the bench like he lives on it.
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Where The Streets Have No Name
U2
The Joshua Tree
Moments pass. Paul was asleep. It was deep, but he wasn't in any hangover recently. What he actually dreamed about was only explainable from his eyes.
He saw red, then blue, then green. Flocks of confetti zoom out in this 3D picture. The dream has him immobile. A quick glance, and he sees his arms, with racing suit and gloves on. On those hands carry a trophy, worthy to hold. One can't see the name, but given he's in a very euphoric state.
SomePlayaDude Presents..
"Paul..."
The First Chapter From Dawn Of The Mythic..
"Paul..."
Featuring the vibe identical of a racing rivalry during the golden age..
Song Progress: 1:10
~ A dragon is no doubt a fearsome being.
A reason why is the flames it breathes out regularly.
Paul breathes these flames; the flames of rivalry.
Part 1: Everything Ages, But Speed.
An obstruction in the astral plane made Paul's dream world disappeared in an instant, as he re-entered the real world.
Seeing someone he considers an enemy, Paul had no anger towards this person, as this state is in a more competitive view.
Boniface: "Monsieur Paul?"
Paul: "Ughh.. that voice. That you, Bon?"
Paul stretches his arms and legs as far as his body could reach. The Scotsman peeked on his wrist and registers the time as 2 o'clock.
Paul: "You alright, laddie?"
*HANDSHAKE*
Boniface: "Magnifique as always."
Paul: "Good.. good.. Heard about your sister giving me friends a lotta trouble these days."
Boniface: "Yeah.. you must be pretty cross to us Richelieu, then?"
Paul: "Aye.. but i don't hate you, Bon. You're much too honest to be part of them crooks."
Boniface, from sweating starts cooling down and rests in comfort.
Boniface: "For real?! Merci! You can see.. how thankful i am for that bit of honesty. I don't really like what ma famille plans to do."
Paul: "Lad, i heard you held a gun. The lass with the mini dress mentioned something like ye being all like fresh flan on the plate."
Boniface: "You've heard of Amadine being an assassin, ya? Well, since you know how me and her don't go along well, that also didn't go along."
Paul pats Boniface in the back.
Paul: "I understand how facing the barrel o' the gun feels like. It's excitingly panic fuelling, but it's harder to boast living from it."
Boniface: "Heh.."
Paul: "By the way, how'd you find me?"
Boniface: "That's easy. If someone on Twitter mentions monsieur Paul Henderson's One-77 seen in this corner of London.."
An X-Bow R presents itself behind Paul's million pound Aston.
Paul: "That's your car?"
Boniface: "Lucky guess, as always? You still remember my preference of what speed really means?"
Paul: "Argh.. I don't want to, mostly because it's the reminder of what's been the roughest racing ever, despite.. we being in the same class of touring cars.."
During Paul's younger racing days, he was a successful touring car racer. His team respected him and it seemed that nothing could go wrong.
Then, Boniface started his career.
Boniface: "We never looked one to one easy. Even now, i feel you're still the racer with the wings of glory. What happened to you, Paul?"
Paul: "It's hardly a matter that i want to converse about.."
Boniface: "Peer pressure perhaps."
Paul: "Nah... nah, it can't be."
Boniface: "Wait.. wait, wait.. I heard about that conspiracy, but... you never fought back.."
Paul: "I know.."
Boniface: "In your feet, you know I would've done everything to get my right in what happened."
Paul: "Yeah.. but i was in too much of a depression to get involved. They were to send me to the authorities, ya know, and bring me to court."
Boniface: "Didn't they? No.. wait.."
Every racer in the season at the time knew about Paul's predicament. Yes, it seemed impossible, if it weren't for the lawyer on Paul's side.
Boniface: "Monsieur Judge, wasn't it?!"
Paul: "Aye.."
Judge Bill stood up to the FIA, and became Paul's personal lawyer, protecting him whenever conflict comes up. Being the earliest convenience, Paul found hope, and a lighter wallet. At least he was saved from a permanent ban, but taken was his racing license, which Billy fixed back later.
Soon, the Judge became an influential man with Paul and the racers of the UK. Despite the fame, not everyone knew how he figured that or this, or even exploited this or that. His seemingly exploitable methods remain a mystery.
Paul: "The Hendersons owe him lots. But even after all 'o that, me name's tarnished. Even today, when i've pushed all efforts to make a happy family."
While Boniface isn't a man of charity, he's one with the piety of a knight.
Evidently, Paul needed a push to get back into his glory. The gentle Frenchman knew he can do something about this, with something his sisters object to share.
Boniface: "Tell you what, monsieur.. there's an open space for one. A street car racing league, hosted by German racing champ Willeim Weiss. Not a big event, but pays good, and you can tell everyone who owns that.. one of the 77."
Paul: "Huh.. Williem? No thanks, lad."
Boniface: "Come on! It's not like our Touring Cars days! No way a derby or a contact sport, even. It's simple, pure racing. The fastest wins. You might see me on track as well."
Paul: "Sounds great, me heart thinks.. But.. i have obligations.."
Refusing to give up on negotiation, Boniface starts doing the sweet talking.
Boniface: "See, this is what's wrong with you. You had a great teacher. You had the best cars. You can say i am pretty jealous of what you've went through with your Mythic club."
Upon hearing Mythic, Paul then had a small burst that brought his dormant memory to life.
From sorrow, he is filled with a little determination, and a moderate amount of rage.
One can say Boniface tickled the inner dragon of Paul.
Paul: "Mythic? That's what you said, correct?"
Boniface: "Oui... huh?"
Paul: "May i tell you.. that name isn't even known to the public, or even to many of me mates. Your sister's a real pain in the bum, lad. I know it."
Boniface: "...."
Paul: "And.. about your offer. I.. will have to accept, but i want to make it clear.."
Boniface: "(To light his flames like that. Parfait..)"
Paul started to stand and walk towards his car. Boniface followed suit.
Paul: "Clear that.. there won't be any mention or threat to any one of us, or I'll make it my goal, to come to you. I like you, Bon. Trust me.. you don't want to push us too far."
A finger points from Paul towards his rival with a blurry confidence, but an honest one.
Boniface: "I'd say.. i want to see the confident, the arrogant, the majestic Paul Henderson of racing brutality. But you know this is a non contact sport.."
Paul: "I won't be sorry they gave me no room. (But i will be, heh.)"
Boniface: "*chuckles* Magnifique *claps*."
Paul: "So.. first race?"
Boniface: "In two weeks time. Brands Hatch. I'll have the arrangements done. This is between me and you, though.. My sisters know nothing, but i don't mind if you do the opposite. You'll need all the help you can get to bring back the old you."
While Boniface extends a hand..
Paul: "I recommend you find the new me to be as much of a challenge as the old me, lad."
*HANDSHAKE*
The meeting of hands from two people represent a greeting. A greeting that marks the relighting of another rivalry, hopefully not one that'll lead to conflict as it is from the current state of their superiors.
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Seeing the X-Bow leave, Paul thinks of getting back to his parental duties.
He heads back to his beautiful Aston Martin, and sees the many people taking pictures of it.
Paul: "I guess this won't be the end of it... Move away lads. I got's to get going.."
As the photographers take last second pictures, Paul sees a whole stampede of people running towards his direction.
Paul: "Oh, GOD!"
Paul moves to the rear of his car for cover, only to see the stampede pass by him instead of what's expected. Confused, he sees the general direction to another man.
One with long blonde hair and a teal suit.
Song.
Those crazy nights, I do remember... in my youth.
I do recall, those were the best times, most of aaall.
In the heat with a blue jean girl, burnin' love comes once in a lifetime.
She found me singing by the rail road traaaack. Took me home; we danced by moonlight
Paul came closer to see what appears to be a small concerto by Armand, as he stand atop of his car's hood.
Paul: "Armand.. boy oh boy.. You and yer Toronado's come to save me arse.."
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Armand may be a rockstar with his own songs, but he's known to make the most flawless covers of certain hits. After the crowd's gone, he and Paul get together.
Armand: "When i first saw you, Paul.. you were like the other 2.. no.. 3 hundred people today: they want something from me? They get it, but... limited quantities."
Paul: "Then it's lucky that i get it first time, eh?"
Armand: "Indeed.. *strums guitar*"
Paul: "By the way.."
Going on to see the beautiful Toronado, this isn't Paul's first time hearing about it, but it is his first time seeing it personally. Armand can see Paul's curiosity, and he decides to sate that appetite.
Armand: "How is it, that Armand, top hat and guitar soprano, manage to drive what appears to be a special conversion of Oldsmobile's luxury classic?"
Paul: "Aye.. that's the way to say it."
Armand: "For anyone.. it's my own business unless they watch the Late Night Show that time. But.. you're lucky, Mr. Henderson. It was a dare."
Paul: "That?"
Armand: "That signals special way to say 'I enjoyed your company'."
This mystery of a man: Armand, is known to be very influential in the realm of being liked.
Paul: "Who doesn't?"
Armand: "I've yet to meet someone as such, or he must be deaf."
Paul: "So true.."
Armand: "Yes, yes.."
All they did afterwards was stare into the city life, seeing the many cabs and Land Rovers pass around the Marble Arch. Upon seeing Evoque after Evoque, Paul is reminded of Fiona, and is suddenly attacked by his friend.
Armand: "So.. heard Fiona Henderson's related to you?"
Paul: "Yeah.. i get that a couple times."
Armand: "She's pretty, let me tell you."
Paul: "Pretty... aye, but she's sometimes a bit of a hissy fit, mind ya."
Armand: "How is she nowhere like you, i don't know."
Paul: "Me old man's always scruff and dandy, but.. you don't want to see his arse when he gets mad."
Armand: "Oh yeah? Where is scruff and dandy now?"
Paul: "Still at Aberdeen. We talk now and then, but... let's just say i prefer me mum's side."
Armand: "That sort of relationship, i'm sure i can understand."
Paul: "What? You're something like this as well?"
Armand: "Nah.. I.. have no parents."
Paul: "Someday, you'll tell me?"
Armand: "Ohh.. Paul! *sighs* Maybe. Maybe not."
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Paul then drives over to pick up Amelia. His large Aston Martin is given priority on the roads, maybe as a sign of luck, or the people's goodwill to see a big V12 do it's thing.
Upon arriving at the school, he sees his daughter outside the school gates, with her friends. Flashing his lights, Amelia sees the car. All the boys and girls are stunned as they see the million pound car.
Paul: "Hey there, dear. How was class today?"
Amelia: "Not bad."
Paul: "Just.. 'Not bad?' I've seen something of this sort in me past. Care to bring up?"
Amelia: "It's... nothing too special, daddy."
Paul: "Oh.."
Amelia: "Why are we driving the car today?"
Paul: "We don't drive often, do we?"
Amelia: "Well, i went with mommy in that new car to school today."
Paul: "She say anything?"
Amelia: "Not really. She's not really a fast driver.."
Paul noticed his daughter. She was obviously down on her dumps, leading to a question.
Paul: "What's wrong, dear?"
Amelia: "Nothing."
Paul: "You see, the body talks for you, telling me something's really wrong."
Amelia: "..."
Paul: "You're hiding your pain, but daddy can see it. Be a good girl. I won't be mad at you."
Amelia: "... okay.. I'm just.. working too hard in this new year. Class change.. Why is this happening?"
Paul: "Well... life doesn't work that way, i think. It's easy to tell you prefer the friends you had, and.. i understand that. Change is.. it's a tricky process. You might hate it at first, but.. when you like it?"
Amelia: "I don't get it."
Paul: "Well.. you don't mind a history lesson then, lass?"
Amelia: "Not really."
Paul: "Well.. when.. argh!"
Amelia: "Argh what?"
Paul: "(Paul's systems crash, that's what!) Erm.. I don't really study history."
Amelia: "Hehehehe.. Thanks for trying anyways.. daddy."
It was then Paul sees his daughter the way he wants it to be.
Paul: "Alright.. we're nearly home, and.."
*Message tone*
Paul: "Think you can... check for me?"
Amelia: "Okay!"
Amelia takes out her dad's smartphone. Knowing how to use it like any child of today, she unlocks with a pattern, then heads to the notification on the top. She sees:
Amelia: "It's from Uncle Nash!"
Paul: "Okay."
Amelia: "Practice run at.. Brands Hatch. Coming?"
Paul: "Coming? (What luck! And we're nearly home...) How about you reply to him that I'm coming. Hope your mummy's not too crabby tonight."
Paul takes it that with the invitation by Boniface, he has to be sharp on the track with his One-77. A new car is a new adventure, despite him owning another Aston Martins.
Amelia: "Oh. Oop.. another message."
Using her fingers, she heads to that other message.
Amelia: "It's from mom. She said... won't be home till dark, with your sister and the baby.. having some girl time."
Paul: "Girl time with the baby? I just hope Jacob's not going to be such a girlie."
Amelia: "I thought he's a brother."
Paul: "Exactly, lass."
They arrive by the house, but a change of plans made it a temporary stay.
Paul: "Okay.. since i've got nobody to handle you, I'll head to Brands Hatch and drag you along then. Get ready."
Amelia: "Okay~"
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Brands Hatch. 4 PM.
The well known circuit is a classic track in the UK, and many race fans are encouraged to visit the track, for all sorts of racing happens on the aged roads, that pave ways for champions. For now, the GP track stays closed for unknown reasons, leaving the Indy Circuit only for use.
A car is already on track when Paul arrives. While not everyone knows, it is immediately identified as a red Rocket.
Amelia isn't a car person, and questions it's identity.
Amelia: "Daddy.. why is that car look like a bleeding baguette?"
Paul: "There are lots of reasons, dear. (A bloody baguette?)"
As the car passes the pit lane and enters the infamous Paddock Hill Bend..
Amelia: "*gasps* Look dad! Clowns!"
Paul: "(For real?) You sure you see clowns on a race track?"
Turning from the sound of the light car to his daughter, Paul sees her pointing to some men ahead.
Amelia: "He's juggling bananas. Ahaha!"
To correct the primary schooler, one man ahead is juggling guns to another man.
Relevant between these two is the color purple.
Hayato: "(This man doesn't grow up, doesn't he?!) ......"
Gary: "*sings a song*"
Suddenly, he stops and shoots the gun that landed on hand towards the Japanese heartthrob.
*CLICK*
Gary: "Lucky..."
The juggling continues, and..
*POW*
Gary: "Ah! Loserville's got a new neighbor!"
Hayato: "Ergh!"
Unfortunately for Gary, this is a man who carries a REAL KATANA 24/7.
And this all happened in slow motion..
Gary: "NOOOO!! THAATT WAS MY FAVORITE GUUNN!"
It didn't take long before Yoko No Ken meets a neck full of bling.
Gary: "EERP!"
Hayato: "I'm done playing games with you.. clown. How can the Assassin of infamy withstand someone as scrawny you??"
Gary: "Hey! Hey.. hey.. hey.. huh.. It ain't so funny when you break people's stuff! Or is it, b:censored:."
With those words, Paul walks in with Amelia's ears already covered.
Paul: "Guys! Watch your tongue as always. How are you not at the house, G-man?"
Letting go of Gary, Hayato sees the two and nudges Gary. Making a good impression is hard, especially when he's going through what seems to be collateral damage.
Gary: "Ohh! Sup, Paul. N just gave me a phone call. And i see little Amy! Hey, sup girl."
Amelia: "Hiya, Gary!"
Paul sees what appears to be a handshake that he's never taught.
Paul: "(Huh.. Gary's a better dad than me, I'm thinking..) Moto-san? What's your occasion, lad?"
Hayato: "Oh, me? Yofu-san dragged me out of bed for.. having some quality time with 'friends'? That's how it sums up for me. Gary-san, on the other hand."
Gary: "The G-dog supreme's still in shock that Gin's not on our side, but he insisted i get some time to chill, and think it through."
Paul: "Right.. and I'm not the only one here last second. You know, i'd want to know where the boss himself is, or i just wasted precious time and gas money."
Hayato has been ordered by his adoptive father to keep Paul around, and he strikes on his curiosity.
Hayato: "Well, I'm sure you noticed a bison on wheels before, right? That sums up Gary-san's 'racing monster'"
Gary: "Hey, it ain't your first ride, Paul, but you about to see a monster SRT up your bum, with me behind the ever so round wheel."
Hayato: "That's going to go around the corners like... 3 seconds slower than i would.."
Gary: "As if! It's still got the seats and it'll sting you like Ali."
To back that up, Gary would then mimic the famous sting like a bee.
Paul: "Right. Now.. how about that rocket?"
Hayato: "You remember.. Murph? That's him."
Paul: "And.. why do i even guess?"
Hayato: "We also just knew about his collection of cars. As if he's about to impress what he's got. Secrets hide behind a man's face."
Gary: "I'd like to know your secrets on getting girls."
Hayato: "Heh! Over my dead body."
Gary: "Don't push me, buddy!"
Paul: "Guys!"
Both Gary and Hayato: "WHAT?!"
Paul: "Where's Nash?"
Gary: "He's busy, and if i know N very well, he's always busy."
Hayato: "*repeats sentence with hand* he's alwuys busy.."
Our eastern foreigner thinks otherwise, seeing on what he did.
Hayato: "He might be my father for this world, but he's never as busy as a real father."
Gary: "In front of your ass, maybe. Did he ever say how much he loved you, like your grandpa or something?"
Unfortunately, Hayato will not let go when Gary insults the ancestors that made him who he is today.
Hayato: "WHY YOU.."
Gary: "URGH!"
Paul: "Guys.. guys.. GUYS!"
Amidst this conflict, Paul then realized..
Paul: "Where's Amelia?"
Looking left and right repeatedly, Paul can only see Gary choking Hayato, while Hayato holds on to Gary's head to prepare a concussive strike.
Gary: "B:censored:d ass son of a b:censored:.."
Hayato: "Your.. *cough* head will be.. *cough* on a f:censored:ing stake!"
What appears to be an unbreakable struggle between two men are broken..
Nash: "Break it up, boys."
Amelia walks next to this man of significance: Nash.
Paul: "Phew. I was worried for a moment there."
Amelia: "I wandered away until i saw Uncle Nash. He tells me where the ladies room is."
Nash: "Yes.. and.. what sort of mess is this?"
Hayato: "He started it!"
Gary: "Hell no i did. Ninja boy here did."
Nash: "These two are ever so troublesome sometimes.. reminds me of a pair of twins i used to work with in the Yard."
Paul: "So... you don't mind if we..."
Nash: "Only if Moto-kun brings out the blade. Keep and eye out."
At that moment, the red cigar heads back in.
Nash: "And.. this is why I've brought you three here."
Amelia: "The baguette! Yay!"
Paul: "What about the Light Co. Rocket?"
Nash: "Paul.. give the owner ample time to explain."
Getting out of the car is Murph, who owns the car. They only realize it's him as he opens his helmet.
Murph: "Oy oy, lads."
Paul: "Ah.. Murph, was it?"
Murph: "I can check me underwear if that's what you're expecting. What's cooking, doc?"
Nash: "Like any regular day.. we have.. A ninja and a gangster making no amends."
Still fighting like in a high school hallway, Paul and the gang pay no heed until..
*UNSHEATH*
Nash: "There he goes, oh no!"
Paul: "Moto-san! Calm the hell down!"
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The chaos is then settled.
Gary: "Say.. what's this here cigar got to do with us?"
Nash: "The thing is.. if you actually remember... Gary.. NOT to pick fights with Yakuza trained ninjas."
Gary: "Aww.. sorry, N. If i had the balls to go up face Gin when I'm still pissed, then a ninja's just icing on the cake."
Hayato: "Look who's talking.. a man fuelled by the presence of women!"
Nash: "Alright, lads.. calm down. Or else i fear Murph might get a gun and shoot you both."
Murph: "Shoot him? Nah, that's so not ol' Murph.. But i do have a gun.."
Nash: "Now, the reason i've called you here is to get familiar with track racing."
Hayato: "You know.. Yofu-san. I am, a Super Formula champion.."
Nash: "Well, i did this to Jacob once, and with this in mind, he's obliged to be one hell of a driver. More than you even, Moto-kun. Heed me out, and you might learn a thing or two."
Hayato: "Nyeehhh, fine!"
Nash: "Good boy."
Murph: "So.. tell us this here secret that'll.. warp the minds of us?"
Nash: "Right.. but before i begin. I'd like to confirm my info on you all. Just to make sure i've been spying right."
When Nash realized he spilled the word spying out loud..
Nash: "Oops. *whispers* Murph, help me out."
His approach tells that Murph is well versed in the art of the criminal.
Murph: "The boss just wants to credit check you all. I mean.. if he's to put you all racing around in this country or in Europe."
The rest are suddenly okay with the word 'spying'.
Nash: "Let me begin with you, Murph. He's been my associate for almost a decade now. Watched Jake with an eagle eye, he has."
Murph: "He's right. Except he's the eagle. I just have the eyes."
Nash: "Right.. (Jake, oh Jake..)"
Paul: "Now, do me! You've been doing your homework, and let the teacher mark that for ya, eh?"
Nash: "Well.. you went behind my back to see your old rival."
Paul: "Wha?!"
Nash took out his phone to show Paul a message board from Armand.
Nash: "I have eyes and ears, and since our rockstar Armand's connected to these.. Richelieu.."
Paul: "Hah.. well done, old bean."
Nash: "Yes.. (Old? Damn..) I'd say one thing.. we'll help pump your racing game up. There's no way a drunkard can destroy this up and coming supercar league."
Paul: "Heh.."
Nash: "Alright.. I'll just stop here. The intel's all solid. Now.. to business!"
Following those words, Nash walked towards the Rocket, and then turned around, not lose the small crowd he was announcing to.
Nash: "I'd like to see you all to the test. Ten minutes is all i need. Show the world famous Nash Kirkham your right to be part of Mythic."
Gary would then walk up.
Gary: "Did i hear that right? 10 minutes of show and tell. The G dog's got this in the bag."
Hayato: "*imitates with hand* een ze baggu.. You've got to prove it first. Your monster car here isn't built for speed with those extra two doors."
Gary: "Oh? You're relying your gut over something that's so whack with a wing and TV in the car there, ninja dude. You driving as the rep for 'Pimp My Ride' or something?"
Murph: "Lads. Chill down a bit. This is time you both can boast around. We've got one of the Mythic here to make an impression, and to exceed that is one objective. You can say you're lucky to be under his presence."
Splitting momentarily, Paul wants a word with Nash.
Paul: "And what happens if i don't haul arse here, then?"
Nash: "Then I'd have to call Jake and Rin, who's both having a day trip to the far west edge of Wales.. Or Sonny, who's having his own worldwide F1 show. And the Prodigy's back in Germany. You're really my only hope."
Paul: "Heh. I had to drag me kid along for this. Where is she now?"
Nash: "Headed to a room i pointed to. I promise that she's in good hands."
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Nami: "I'm your grandmother. Call me Nami-sama, alright?"
Amelia: "Nami... sama?"
Alan: "Hohoho.. don't worry too much, Amelia. Your Nami's one heck of a granny."
*THWACK*
Alan: "*whimpering* But she's a little on the slappy side, oohhooww...."
Amelia: "Hahahaha."
Nami: "You have a silly grandfather, you know.."
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Paul: "Well.. i think that's okay then. She's truly one to one with Carrie's dad."
Nash: "Good. Now.. how familiar are you with the track?"
Paul: "Very. I'd say you give those lads a chance."
Nash: "Of course, with them getting 10 minutes and an official guide."
Going back to the other three, Nash lays it out for them.
Nash: "Now, Paul and i agree that you three should go and make yourselves comfortable with this track. It's a track of many racing stories it is."
With that, the meet adjourns as Nash leaves the scene, with Gary and Hayato heading off. Meeting a Scotsman just next to him, Murph however..
Paul: "Except you, lad. I want you."
Murph: "Me? Well.. what's on your mind, chap?"
Paul: "Just need yer opinion, lad. Ever drove an X-Bow?"
Murph: "X-Bow? You mean a motorbike corp's car thing? Nah. Haven't gotten a chance. Me rocket's about similar, if that's what you need to know."
Paul: "Well.. if Nash isn't wrong, he isn't. The reason i'm in this tourney is Bon's given me a challenge. He's me rival back in the day, and i want to know the secrets behind super lightweights."
Murph: "Erhh.. this is about track racing, no? That's taking contact out of the options."
Paul: "Touring cars aside, I was afraid you were going to mention THOSE bit of tips."
Murph: "Don't be so negative already, mate. What i know about the lighter cars is that they don't favor them straights, like this here Brabham. They'll most likely attack by out pacing you in the tricky turns."
Paul: "So, the straights is where to attack?"
Murph: "Yeah, unless these superlights get boosted, you're going to need to peek at your rearviews at these tricky turns. See how hard that is to avert?"
Paul: "Yeah. Ya need to focus on them turns. Not every car comes with a rear view mirror, no?"
Murph: "Light cars are evil, but they're not perfect. We're about to see our gangster bring out a heavyweight, and i bring out my little nuke. You're going to see the differences between pumping power and a light frame, and Moto-san's going to play the role that is the scales of balance."
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The three stooges head to their cars and take practice runs after the drivers watch videos on Brands Hatch. Nash and Paul take view from above a high location, and sees from the cameras.
Putting the words of Murph in weight, Paul learns how the Rocket makes the best times around, with low times in areas of smaller bends.
And sees Gary's street fighter duke it out on the straights, making a straight section time faster than the other two.
Nash keeps record on the three cars on track. His face says impressive.
Nash: "Not even a second's size of difference.."
Paul: "So... any recommendation you have on who's to watch out for?"
Nash: "Hmm.. that's easy. It might be the worst of the three, but.."
Just when Paul is about to receive that answer, a black tuner passes the Brabham straight.
Nash: "Moto-kun is that person.. for reasons i can tell as i saw him in that car. It reminds me so much of a friend that's gone from this world."
Connections with the racing world of Hayato and his racing teacher gave Nash a few memories about the people he's saved.
Paul: "Alright. Just tell me when we get the show running. I can't wait to show Amelia what her daddy does best."
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The signal is sent. The three cars enter the pit lane.
After grouping the three test subjects...
Nash: "Alright.. it looks like i have to.. *continuously rabble*"
From a distance, we can see that Paul is busy with a special tool: a tool once used against Rin to unlock cars: Murph's car lock overriding device.
Whatever algorithms it carry has it adapt, which has it perfectly replicate the locks of Gary's Charger and Hayato's G37.
The purpose of this is to put miniature spy cameras at the car. Without notice, Paul applies these cameras to the feet and the steering, like in a rally race.
Being an open top super light racer, the LCC Rocket is easily placed, but requires Nash to distract Murph himself to ensure no paranoia breaks the cover.
Suceeding at his espionage mission, Paul only has one more thing to do: place these cameras at his Aston One-77.
Paul: "I'll show Nash whose scales he's messing with."
Paul then heads back.
Nash: "Your cars really define who you are..."
Paul: "*whispers* Job's done."
Nash: "Ahh! Thank you, Paul. Now.. as we agreed, Paul will be the judge on who he likes. And surprise surprise.. Gary!"
Gary: "You called?"
Nash: "You win the driver's choice awards."
With confidence, Gary raises his arms, and starts the smack talk.
Gary: "You see there.. NEVER, and i mean NEVER NEVER mess around with the G Dog!"
Paul: "No hard feelings, lads. He's just gotten in the game, and to be up par with you lot? It's more than reason."
Gary's street racing regime has somehow paid off.
Nash: "Well done, Gary. Well done!"
Gary: "Now.. the order was it? How's that i go first, so i can rub it in their little faces."
Hayato: "Cocky isn't he?"
Gary: "Hey! Cocky is what's it all about when you've won. How's about you go second?"
Hayato: "You issue a challenge? Well.. alright. Moto-san can't guarentee to be up to your level.. but i won't make it boring."
Murph: "Guess that puts me at the back. I don't mind, but.."
Putting his arms around, Paul decides to comfort a new friend.
Paul: "Hey.. it's much better if you see the benchmark for a super lap."
Murph: "Hehehe.. i guess we Brits think alike."
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Having recently getting to know the track, Gary starts away his 10 minutes.
Nothing But You
Paul van Dyk
Reflections
Paul: "Alright.. street racers.. what are they like, eh Murph?"
Murph: "Street racers are all about flair and getting from the start to the finish in any way possible. And also: flashy parts."
While Hayato and Nash aren't around to see a live recording of Gary's car and feet, Paul and Murph notice something.
Paul: "It's.. really tense, but calm.."
Murph: "Ya.. i see it too."
Paul: "He's really putting the right amount of feathers on the throttle."
The car shows understeer in the track's many roads, but Gary knows his car. It makes him faster in it than even anyone on Earth.
While Paul is impressed on that alone, Murph pays attention to the cockpit view more.
Murph: "It's strange, really.. because.."
Paul: "Because?"
Murph: "In a track car, you play with every twitch and it responds straight away. Look at his arms."
Gary isn't one with a build, but his small arms play with the steering, turning it fast, left to right, right to left, or even a unidirectional break in between. The response from the car isn't instant, but Gary knows his car.
Murph: "He reminds me of Jake a lot."
Paul: "Aye."
Murph: "Know your car, and victory will come."
A confused Murph scratches his hair.
Murph: "What's got the lad into street racing anyways? This is performance of winners, it is.."
Paul: "Hmm..."
Gary finishes his 10 minute run.
Nash, who stood in front of a monitor, records his best time.
Gary: "AWWWW YEAH! WHO GONNA BRING ME DOWN NOW, HUH?!"
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Next, as per Gary's dare is a Super Formula competitor: Hayato.
Must Be The Feeling
Nero
Welcome Reality
This time, Murph is off to prepare for his run. Accompanying Paul this time around is..
Gary: "Pretty sick?"
Paul: "Pretty.. sick.."
Gary: "Alright!"
Paul: "Huh.. (How can they handle the talkative one, eh?)"
Gary: "So.. what's up with N giving the setup of punk ass crooks?"
Paul: "(Says the 'punk ass crook')"
What they noticed about Hayato was how his car is, even street legal, also well suited for all around racing. He has no worries pushing the throttle.
Gary: "God damn! He just brings the car to its knees. Not to mention he turns a lot earlier than i do."
Paul: "Well.. that Infiniti likes to boost ahead on exiting turns, minding them understeer."
Gary: "Yeah.. there's merit for reaching balance, yo. The wing's not a style thing."
Paul analyzed the apex and the ninja like reflexes.
Paul: "This ninja's great at what he's doing. Drives and acts with no bound.."
Gary: "A guy who's not afraid to use a sword is a bad ass, no doubt."
Paul: "What's this lad's history?"
The time for espionage is over for Hayato.
Hayato: "This is for you, Shinzo-sama!"
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And thus, Murph sets off for his run.
Shotgun
The Outline
You Smash It, We'll Build Around It.
Gary: "Hey.. you ain't the only one, ninja dude. Cameras all over."
Hayato: "So.. how was it, Paul-san? I think.. i did much more spectactularly."
Paul: "You're amazing, nuff said. Sorry G."
Gary: "Don't worry... it ain't over yet!"
Three people make analysis on Murph's track racing. Being in a super light car..
Paul: "He's twitching a lot more than you, Gary."
Gary: "Which is strange, actually. Even outside, the G forces shouldn't be no different."
Hayato: "And that's where you're wrong, you dweeb."
Gary: "Care to.. explain?"
Hayato: "Sure.. (what unrefined bull:censored
Lighter car, with no tech. He doesn't have counter steering... like an older F1."Paul: "He's putting more work on them turns.."
Hayato: "Like in F1, you need more precision in a light car. The heavier cars take longer to turn, but you have the power to get out fast. Lighter cars go turn quick, but.. it's not like they're always full of traction."
Paul: "Hah.. alright.."
Paul then headed straight out the room.
Gary: "Hey, hey, hey, hey.. where you think you're going?"
Paul: "How's about you watch me get to work. I think I've learned a lot today."
Hayato: "(Just like Yofu-san said.. he's going to show it to us all)"
Paul: "See ya later."
It's evident that Murph had fun.
Murph: "Fantastic! Can't wait to blabber all about it."
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Paul heads to his car, to see Alan and Amelia waiting.
Where The Streets Have No Name
U2
The Joshua Tree
Amelia: "What are you doing, daddy?"
Alan: "He's going to show you how he does his job. Am i right, there?"
Paul: "Aye.. It's about time you see me on where i rule, eh, Amelia? You remember me prime time, eh?"
Amelia: "Yeah!"
Paul: "Well, back away from the car. It's race time."
*IGNITION*
Paul fires up the engine, and gives it a few revs.
Amelia: "My ears!"
Alan: "Let me get them for you, dear.. oh Lord!"
All settled, Paul sends it out after seeing the all clear.
Paul: "Alright.. let's take the prize home!"
Song Progress: 1:09
After the warmup lap, Paul already knows he doesn't need a practice lap.
Being a natural in Brands Hatch, he knows to brake and attack early reaching Paddock Hill.
The Druids are unable bewitch the One-77 passing around in the car's optimal speed.
Down past Graham Hill and to Cooper, everyone can hear the car's V12 pass in all it's might.
Paul learned a lot about cars today, and he brings it all to fruit as he pushes the One-77 through the Surtees-Mclaren chicane.
With him understanding his car more than anyone, this has to be the One-77 in it's finest passing the Clark Curve, and re-entering Brabham.
And across the line!
Paul: "Good show! Very well done! YES!"
The only person that hears these cries out is the man that hears his former catch phrase through the radio.
Alan: "Good show indeed.."
By the cameras..
Gary: "Hah.. money buys good cars. I'mma get one soon enough. What says you, ninja dude?"
Hayato: "I guess.. i have to shape up more to be up par to him."
Murph: "Where's Nash? I'd imagine him giving the lad a nice kiss to the cheek after that."
Nash sees the clock with Paul finishing about a second ahead of the competition.
But one thing unknown to many: Nash was inside a cockpit, watching said clock behind a safety harness.
*IGNITION*
Upon hearing that sound..
Alan: "Oh no.. Paul! Paul.. come back in now."
Paul: "What's the matter, sir?"
Alan: "Nash's loose of his chains."
Paul: "What?"
Paul drove straight in to the pits. And at about the same moment, Nash exits the pit lane.
As Paul exits his car and undresses the racing suit, he witnesses a legendary car from the cameras. Everyone sees it make a practice lap.
Paul: "Whoo.. who would've thought Nash got bored after he waited long?"
Gary: "Make no mistake, Paul, my bro.. that's your car's worst nightmare."
Hayato: "I wonder when do i get a go at riding it.."
Murph: "Even if he's your daddy.. Not a chance, slick."
Halling it
Robert Ridihalgh
Need for Speed II: Special Edition Soundtrack
The solo lap begins..
Paul: "Dear.."
Amelia: "Yeah.."
Paul: "This is what your Uncle Nash does for a living."
Amelia: "How is it i don't know.."
Paul: "He's been hiding his ugly face. Also, the man's demotivated recently, but he still goes far to make me group of racers glad."
Amelia: "Hahaha."
Paul: "I didn't finish yet, lass. Nash would've never gotten the confidence to come on out and whup our efforts if i didn't say yes to his crazy plan."
Nash crosses the line, and faster than Paul, while just half a second so.
Very few have survived drifting through Paddock Hill, and Nash is easily one such person.
Nash: "Hahaha! Oh... i just wonder why you didn't witness MY superiority, Brother.."
FIN PART 1
Author's Notes
- Hiatus, schmiatus. After taking months off writing, i come back, possibly with a new intent on what to find in writing. Maybe you'll see what it is, i don't know.
- Within Mirielle and Amadine's evil, is a side of good and honesty from Boniface. He's still an antagonist. Too cliche to have evil, stand out bad guy named villains. THIS HAS TO STOP, PEOPLE. Just look at Clark. Even evil jerky people can be good. Good antagonists have good reasons to be evil.
- Paul's predicament references Resident Evil 6's Chris Redfield.
- Gary is really half the person without Ginoa, huh? Ginoa would go eye to eye on Hayato, if he didn't already try to kill her.
- Say, haven't i done this before.. in the Legacy?
- Nash didn't intend to have a run, but we hardly see his racing, so here you go. It's time i justify his legend, anyways.
- Upon making this, i learned how to tackle the Paddock Hill Bend. Yay me!
- All cars are timed and with sports softs. Here are the pp ratings, specs, and the best lap after laps of practice. (ABS 1 only)
Gary: 600pp, 2011 Dodge Charger SRT8, 823 HP, 1570 KG
5th) 47.525
Paul: 600pp, 2011 Aston Martin One-77, 750 HP, 1356 KG
2nd) 46.057, 1 lap only, stock gearbox.
Murph: 600pp, 2007 LCC Rocket, 247 HP, 432 KG
4th) 46.695
Hayato: 600pp, 2008 High End Performance G37, 717 HP, 1251 KG
3rd) 46.349
Nash: 618pp, 1994 McLaren F1, 657 HP, 1080 KG
1st) 45.610, 1 lap only, power and weight adjusted, but all stock.
- Difficult to write, but i hope it's good.. I have doubts about the facts, so feel free to correct me.
Cars Introduced.
- Armand's Jay Leno Oldsmobile Toronado "Moody Blues" Armand is once a guest of the Late Night Show, hosted by Jay Leno. Having the honor of going through the garage, Armand knows the many faces of cars over the years. What caught his eye was his modified cruiser, with over 1000 horsepower, and a body that screams maniac, Armand decided to go on a dare and have Mr Leno hand the car to copy. The dare still stands today, and Armand drives the car like some regular muggle, hoping to magically transform into some sort of superstar with it.
- Boniface's KTM X-Bow R "Aerodynamic" Boniface is well versed in the light track cars department, and his fair gotten X-Bow is his masterpiece. Preferring this over any Caterham or Ariel, Boniface also lives with an idea of how to play with the best on track. This is a deadly combination, no doubt.
- Murph's Light Car Co. Rocket "Illudium Q-36 Explosive Space Modulator" Aside from daily expenses, Murph spends a lot of his money on bacon.. and a private car collection. One such car that stands out in his mind was this Rocket. Engineered by the same man that created the legendary F1, Murph's crazy ego would push the rocket into a super trooper, with intent to blow it up sky high.
- Hayato's G37 "American Ninja" For the everyday travel, Hayato had to ensure his NSX was kept off streets as many times he can get. When the heat's too much, the ninja takes on a disguise in a tuned Infiniti. It's no way a slouch, and has proven it's mettle in many races, legal or not.
- Nash's McLaren F1 "Undisputed" Nash's most prized posession. His racing career went into hiatus after the news picked up that he's bought the car. Being a large fan of Gordon Murray's work of art, Nash moved ahead of other dreaming men and went to buy it before the price rose in the 21st Century. Was once put as a prize in a tournament Paul traumatizes.
Thoughts.
Of Murph, Gary and Hayato, who did you root for and why?
Gary. Because Creator's Pet. And the Charger, i admit, carries amazing potential for a four door (despite being the only one going above 47 seconds.)
Some side notes: Hayato's NSX is initially to be used, but it ain't too fair. And i have feels for keeping it like it is, because it doesn't feel right to paint it (despite auto show models having a white one). Not putting Hayato as one of the select few to own it (in my universe, maybe), but people do these to road going concepts: doing nothing to it except just filling up the gas or changing tires. And sending it back to the HQ for analysis and further tweaking.
Is the LCC too slow? Both variants of Brands Hatch are really built for fast and powerful cars. Analysis show that cars that exit fast and smooth will be dominant here. Should Murph get another shot in these, it'll be in the godlike MP4-12C.
Some side notes: Hayato's NSX is initially to be used, but it ain't too fair. And i have feels for keeping it like it is, because it doesn't feel right to paint it (despite auto show models having a white one). Not putting Hayato as one of the select few to own it (in my universe, maybe), but people do these to road going concepts: doing nothing to it except just filling up the gas or changing tires. And sending it back to the HQ for analysis and further tweaking.
Is the LCC too slow? Both variants of Brands Hatch are really built for fast and powerful cars. Analysis show that cars that exit fast and smooth will be dominant here. Should Murph get another shot in these, it'll be in the godlike MP4-12C.
Coming Up:
"You will know that Mir will only accept me as her favorite... not you."
"Di.. di.. dispose?!"
"I'll make sure he savors the last moments first, so justice be served."
Part 2: Mirielle's Gambit.
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