Need For Speed, Need For Attention [Part 001]

"FUCK THIS SHIT!" screamed J, as his car came to a stall. How could this be? How is this possible? His car was a beast, as far as he was concerned... a white stallion which screamed through the streets like the wind, leaving everything in its dust. And now, for it to fail him at such a critical point, and to make things worse, to a 206, was more than he could bear. Tears began to form around his eyes, but he sucked it back it. Real men don't shed tears, he told himself, manning up and reaching below his dash to pop the hood. The beast was dead, the moonlight shimmering upon its broken body, and it looked like it would be a long and lonely walk home.