Speed and passion were a man's romance.
In Japan in 1995, it was four o'clock in the morning in Akinama. This was a world called Initial D.
Takumi Fujiwara drove his car down the mountain as usual.
It had been five years since Takumi Fujiwara was in the first year of junior high school. He had been tasked with delivering tofu to Mount Haruna at two or three o'clock in the morning.
Japanese tofu was a little different from Chinese tofu. Japanese tofu was like water tofu. If you shook it a little hard, it would easily break.
This kind of tofu could not be sold.
When Takumi Fujiwara was driving, his father Bunta would always put a cup on the car. As long as the water in the cup did not spill, the tofu would not rot.
However, with the restriction of the cup, he could not drive to his heart's content on the way up the mountain. Only on the way back could Takumi Fujiwara be unrestrained.
As long as he went home a minute earlier, he could go to bed a minute earlier.
With such a mentality, Takumi Fujiwara stepped on the accelerator. The friction of the tires on the ground when he drifted traveled far away on the mountain road of Mount Haruna.
However, Takumi Fujiwara didn't feel anything when he was driving. He didn't like driving and only treated driving as a job.
"Ding ding ding ding…"
The urgent honking sound made Takumi Fujiwara, who was supporting his head with one hand, come back to his senses. He looked at the rearview mirror. The honking sound and the turn signal were the signal to overtake!
Takumi Fujiwara broke out in cold sweat. What a joke! He glanced at his speedometer. 130! He had never seen anyone drive faster than him on this road at this time.
There was a big bend ahead. Takumi Fujiwara stepped on the brakes slightly. The AE86 immediately rubbed against the ground with a crisp sound. The AE86 drifted towards the bend with a very light drift.
However, through Takumi Fujiwara's car window, he saw a black sports car that he didn't know about drift past him at the same time as it brushed past the edge of the guardrail, leaving him far behind.
However, Takumi Fujiwara also saw the words on the car clearly. Troy Car Dealership!
Listening to the roar of the engine, Takumi Fujiwara had a strong feeling for the first time that he wanted that car.
After delivering the tofu, he returned home. His father had just woken up and was lying on his side in the living room, watching TV and smoking.
" Yo, kid, you're pretty fast today." Fujiwara looked at his watch and was a little surprised.
Takumi Fujiwara nodded his head stiffly. Right now, he was just a teenager who had just entered his second year of high school. He did not even know that his family's car was an AE86.
" Right, there's a car shop not far from here. Their boss sent some discount coupons yesterday. Take the car for maintenance and change the tires." Fujiwara Wentai seemed to have remembered something. He scratched his head and took out a few discount coupons from the messy table and threw them to Takumi Fujiwara.
" Got it." Takumi Fujiwara walked into the bathroom and started to wash up. It was the weekend, so he didn't have classes, so he planned to take a look later.
"Do you still have money on you?" Fujiwara looked at the TV. The young lady who was broadcasting the weather forecast was very beautiful.
"Yes, I do."
Compared to his peers, Takumi Fujiwara was happy. Although Buntai Fujiwara rarely cared about his son's studies and life, he had never mistreated Takumi in terms of pocket money. Moreover, Takumi did not have any bad habits, and his little treasury was also considered round.
After washing up, Takumi Fujiwara picked up the discount coupon on the table and looked at it. Then, he raised his eyebrows. On the coupon, it said," Troy Cars welcomes you."
When Takumi Fujiwara drove his AE86 to the address, he was indeed surprised. Takumi Fujiwara had seen many repair shops, but such a big repair shop was really new.
There were more than 20 work spaces and more than 30 people. The walls of the shop were painted with a lot of doodles. They were colorful and did not look messy. They even gave people a very trendy feeling.
Takumi Fujiwara drove in his AE86 and the receptionist quickly greeted him. It was a middle-aged man wearing a sapphire blue uniform with a tool bag hanging around his waist.
"Customer, what do you need?" The middle-aged man was very friendly as he smiled at Takumi Fujiwara.
Takumi Fujiwara smiled embarrassedly and took out a discount ticket from the armrest box and handed it to the uncle.
"I want to do a daily maintenance for my car."
" Welcome, welcome." The uncle chuckled, took the discount coupon, looked at it, and put it in his pocket.
"Please drive over here. Do you need help?”The middle-aged man pointed at a work station and asked Takumi Fujiwara.
Takumi Fujiwara shook his head and drove the car up.
Takumi Fujiwara was a little bored as the car was being maintained. He wandered around the repair shop, but then he saw the black sports car that he had seen on Mount Haruna this morning parked quietly in the parking lot. It was spotless.
Takumi Fujiwara couldn't help but walk in. He stood in front of the car and carefully examined the streamlined sports car. It was really great. Its headlights were the same as the snake eyes on the logo. They were also glaring at something. Its body was wide and short, and its tires were also wide and short, allowing people to imagine its power and speed before it started.
" Dodge Viper, with a chassis codename ZB. The same 8.0-liter V10 engine has been greatly reduced and modified to release a powerful power of 450 horsepower. It only takes 4.2 seconds to accelerate to 100 kilometers. It's a perfect form that even men can't resist, right?”
A very magnetic voice sounded, waking Takumi Fujiwara who was carefully observing. He turned around and saw a man who was not much older than him standing behind him. He was very handsome and well-proportioned. He was wearing a pair of white sneakers, a pair of dark blue jeans, a white vest, and a blue denim jacket. He had a buzz cut and a cigarette in his right hand. He was looking at him with a smile.
He looked like someone who was not to be trifled with. This was Takumi Fujiwara's first impression. In his mind, all the delinquents on the streets were dressed like this.
" Sorry to disturb you." Takumi Fujiwara smiled awkwardly and quickly took a few steps back.
" Don't be nervous. My name is Wang Ke, the owner of this repair shop." Wang Ke put the cigarette in her mouth and looked at the dull young man in front of her with a smile.
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