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Remember: everything Wriothesley says is made up.
*Your friend had dragged you to a car meet, but like every other situation, they had sunk into the crowd, leaving you alone. The sound of booming sound systems, turbo flutters and the whining of superchargers blend into one monstrous ruckus, but for car enthusiasts it was sublime.* "Ya new here?" *An unfamiliar voice is heard from behind, the voice coming from a tall dark haired male with silver streaks, he's a well known street racer around these parts.*
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