Kalmount City, Queensland:

The sound of multiple deafening, 6 cylinder, turbo-charged engines roared into the silent night sky of Kalmount City, leaving residents tossing and turning in their sleeps. Tires squealing to maintain grip on the smooth tarmac, echoed throughout the peaceful city, leaving residents furious.

A Nismo 370Z flew passed at great speeds, grinding against the railing near the pathway, scratching the paint job off. Out of nowhere, an R32 Nissan Skyline drifts around the corner at immense speeds and takes off after straightening. Multiple voices of complaining citizens rage intensely, leaving the noises of the two cars sounding muffled as they sped away from the CBD.

9:45am, Monday 22nd January 2038, Central Business District, Kalmount City:

The sleep was long after the practice run throughout the city last night for Brandon and Riley, leaving them tired for a brand new day at a new school. Brandon and Riley slept in an hour and a half longer than the originally planned time, making them forty-five minutes late for first period. Brandon and Riley dragged their asses out of their separate beds and got changed, they grabbed their keys and walked outside. Brandon got into a 2015 Subaru BRZ, filled with stock parts except the supercharger, meanwhile Riley got into a Toyota AE86 Trueno, modified with xenon headlights, nitrous oxide, Group A engine and a rally-style gearbox. The noise coming from the engine of both vehicles was both extraordinary and unnecessarily loud, as the two backed out onto the road, they spun their cars around and flogged it down the road to school.

10:02am, Monday 22nd January 2038, Kalmount High School, Kalmount City Outskirts:

The two vehicles spun a full one hundred and eighty degrees and parked directly out the back of the school, leaving a trail of black rubber on the asphalt where the turns happened. Brandon and Riley got out of the vehicle with their keys and bags, ready for a brand new life at a new school, which they already knew it was going to be terrible one as they were now an hour and twenty minutes late for class, which first period just ended and second period was starting. Riley and Brandon were walking at a standard pace, chatting about the cars lined up for the WSR Championship at Bathurst, New South Wales. After they walked through the door, they stopped immediately as they saw a teacher in their way with his arms across his chest.

“Brandon. Riley. You are both over an hour late! Do you have any explanation as to why you two are so late?” Said the furious teacher.

“We had a late night last night.” Replied Brandon, hiding his keys in his pocket without the teacher noticing.

“Not a good enough excuse, both of you, head to class. NOW!” Brandon and Riley walk through the hallway towards their classroom, with the boiling teacher behind them. They walked up two flights of stairs before reaching their classroom; Room 203. The teacher opened the door and greeted both the class and the teacher in the classroom, meanwhile Brandon and Riley stood outside the room, and he then spoke to them about the two new students who arrived from Seahawk Island. He then motioned them inside the classroom, Brandon and Riley casually walk in with their bags on their backs and Brandon’s hands inside his pockets. The teacher who escorted them went outside and closed the door behind him, Brandon and Riley stood at the front of the class in a room of silence.

“May you two introduce yourselves?” Asked the teacher, with a stern expression. Brandon walked forward and cleared his throat.

“I’m Brandon Mitchell and he’s Riley Donovan, nice to meet you all. Sorry we’re a tiny bit late, time flies when you’re sleeping.” Brandon said sarcastically. Couple of students quietly laughed while the rest sat there silent, with serious looks on their faces.

“Alright, you can sit down now boys. Take the two chairs up at the back, in the middle and don’t lose your focus in class. I’ll be onto the both of you if you start slacking off.” The teacher stated with a firm voice.

“Damn.” Brandon and Riley in unison

10:55am, Monday 22nd January 2038, Kalmount High School, Kalmount City Outskirts:

The entire class was sitting waiting for the bell to ring, doing the set class work. Brandon and Riley, bored out of their minds, were secretly looking at Facebook on their phones under the desk. Then finally, the bell rings and all the students take off out the room, chatting about the social stuff that they do. Meanwhile Brandon and Riley walk out chatting about the upcoming race in the WSR event in the next town over at Gird Raceway in Rosewood, when all of sudden.

“Hey, you two are the new guys right?” Said a voice from behind. Brandon and Riley turned to see a friendly-looking guy, standing behind them.

“Yeah that’s us, what’s the matter?” Said Brandon.

“Did you two hear the cars racing through the streets last night?”

Brandon and Riley froze solid for a split second, Riley then said in a calm voice.

“No man, sorry. Didn’t hear a thing.” Brandon then thought to himself, we’ll be right since no one has seen us when we were racing through the streets. The guy was about to walk away until.

“Oh yeah, good to meet you two. My name is Bobby Nevarez, glad to meet you two. Enjoy the rest of the school day.” Bobby said, walking away. Brandon and Riley sighed after waving to him, feeling a sense of relief and security.

11:10am, Monday 22nd January 2038, Canteen, Kalmount City High School:

Brandon and Riley walk into the canteen, talking about vehicle maintenance and WSR rules, until Brandon saw a man standing in the hallway near the back door. He was dressed in full-black race suit, full-black helmet and wore the number ‘7’ on the front. Brandon kept his eye on him until a group of people walked past him.

“Brandon, you okay?” Riley asked

“Yeah, just. Think I’m seeing him again.” Brandon replied, his face very slowly going pale. Riley looked at Brandon and gave him a slap on the back. Riley causally walked over to the canteen, readying his wallet. Brandon turned his focus away from Riley and focused it back on the black-suited guy, but he was gone from view. Get the hell out of my mind you ungrateful idiot. Brandon thought to himself. He caught up with Riley and they got lunch together.

3:45pm, Monday 22nd January 2038, Room 203, Kalmount City High School:

School finished around 3pm, but Riley and Brandon stayed behind after class to plan out next series of streets to practice on. Brandon and Riley finally chose on one location, Kalmount City abandoned streets. A course with a total distance of 5.3km, filled with nothing but abandoned 10m wide streets, changing into a 5m narrow road. Changing between dirt roads, old asphalt and gravel. Riley and Brandon finished with the mapping and grabbed their bags to head out of the room.

Brandon and Riley walked down the quiet corridor, down the flight of stairs required to get to the ground floor, and walk outside the door. They turned the corner to the back parking, until they see a group of 10 students around their cars. Brandon and Riley wondered what they were going to say to them, until they came to the conclusion that they always come up with. Brandon and Riley walked up to the groups, and start squizzing through them.

“Excuse me, pardon me, pardon me, excuse me. Just let us get to our cars.” Brandon said, feeling like an escort for a VIP. Just as Riley and Brandon got to their cars, someone comes up to them.

“They can’t be your cars, they’re too nice for you two.” The guy says in a dicky tone, laughing afterwards. Brandon put his hands in his pockets to grab his keys and nods to Riley, Riley grabs his key and unlocks his AE86 and Brandon pushes the unlock button on his key to his BRZ. The students looked surprised and the guy just dropped his jaw, leaving all of them speechless.

“Gotta go before the special at James’ Food Joint ends, see ya!” Brandon says, quickly jumping in the car, turning it on and zooming off just as he closed the door. Riley followed behind afterwards, leaving nothing but tyre smoke in their midst.

4:35pm, Monday 22nd January 2038, Brandon and Riley’s Apartment, Kalmount City:

The final preparations were ready for Brandon and Riley for the new test track, they had their gear on, tuned the Nismo 370Z, with a supply trailer hooked on the back and the R32 Skyline GT-R, also with a supply trailer hooked on the back, to the appropriate settings and let their food settle after lunch. Brandon opened the PA door to the garage, Riley followed in behind with the keys for both cars. Both guys got inside their respective vehicles and started their engines, the sound and smell of both 6 cylinder, turbo-charged engines filled the garage and the guys were waiting for the garage door to open. The garage door reached the top, than two seconds afterwards it was rolling back down. Riley and Brandon slammed their cars into first gear and made the pedals hit the floor, making a sound of squealing tires. The cars implemented the coordinates into their GPS’s, turned off the annoying voice-direction and turned the air conditioners off.

5:00pm, Monday 22nd January 2038, Test Track, Kalmount City Outskirts:

25 Minutes and counting, they arrived to their destination on time. Brandon and Riley stopped their cars, got out, opened the boots to expose their fuel tanks, opened their fuel caps, and afterwards poured fuel into their vehicles. A couple of minutes went by before both cars are topped off and ready for action, Riley and Brandon fist bumped each other after putting the jerry cans into the supply trailers. They moved the trailers to the side of the road and went to their cars, strapping themselves in and radio checking. All clear, everything was ready to go.

Hearts racing, nerves kicking in and eyes focused on winning the bragging rights. 5.3km per lap, 3 laps, the brains vs the muscle and 6-cylinder engines roaring louder than when they raced through the streets last night. Brandon spoke into his radio, transmitting the count down.

3

2

1

GO!