Well we did it guys. We've got a drivers license! Now, we probably better do something about getting a car.

Back in the Azakawas’ living room, aka the central hub, there's been a few changes.

We no longer have the ‘CAR’ bag used to travel to the Driving School, and there’s a poster draped over the couch. Additionally next to the tv speakers there’s a pamphlet that looks like it has a car on it.

Let's checkout the pamphlet…





: Hmm? What's that? An event that brings together sporty cars?


: Currently being held at the circuit.


: ……………….

: If I'm going to buy a car, I have to see the actual car.



Seems like a good enough excuse to me, Taro.


: Okay, let's go!






: Wow, so this is the circuit…






It looks like there's a bunch of cars lined up for display here.


: Yeah. They're all cool, but they're still expensive.






What… what on earth is going on over there?





: Please, please…


: Please coach the champ’s amazing gear change.


: I was a coach…


: please



Seems like this guy in the green race suit is pleading with someone in a leather jacket and a bandana to teach them the Champs gear changing techniques.

I wonder if ‘The Champ’ in this game refers to Hiro?


: Any thanks would be much appreciated.


: Really? My coaching fees are high.






: What's that? How embarrassing.



Seems like Taro thinks the whole pleading for help thing is pretty sad.





: Hey you!


: You just said it was embarrassing!


: Huh? Did you hear that?



Taro, my dude. Some thoughts you should just keep in your head.


: Don't worry about it, just forget it.






: What are you talking about, acting all high and mighty?


: To a dirty guy like you there's no reason to call me embarrassed.


: You say it's dirty! You're the one who looks like a grasshopper.


: Bowing all the time is so embarrassing!


: Noisy!


: I'm changing gears in a zero-to-four.


: I was trying to teach you something, so shut up, kid!


: What? Zero-four?


: You don't even know about Zero Yon? Then don't talk like you're so great!


: I know about zero-four. It's the guy who runs 400 meters in a straight line. That's easy.



Oh, poor naive Taro. Yes Zero4 looks easy from the outside looking in, but we know from experience that it's a hard road paved with panty vending machines and chicken racing.





: Wow, that's interesting. Then let's have a contest.


: How about the loser kneeling down?



Kneel down? :stare:


: I don't have a car.


: Choose your favorite car from these.


: This starlet is fine for me.



Wait, he's going to let us just pick one of these cars?


: Whatever I like?


: You can't just do that on your own?



: It's okay


: The cars exhibited here are my dad's company.


: Choose what you like.



I'm sure your dad will be thrilled that you just lent one of his promotional cars to a complete stranger… for a motor race, no less.


: It really doesn't matter which one I choose.


: Your car is 1300cc…


: This is good enough for you. Just pick the one that looks the fastest.






: Damn, you're making fun of me.


: I'll pick out an incredible car.


: Okay, I'll take the Supra RZ. It's a 6-speed, 280 horsepower monster. Don't blame the car if you lose to me.



Ooh good choice Taro. Though the Starlet is deceptively quick with its 135 hp turbo and low weight, it can't hold a candle to what was maybe the most powerful cars in Japan at the time…

Putting a brand new, twin turbo, halo car into the hands of a teenager who's only had his drivers license for all of one afternoon and never raced before. What could go wrong?