The smell of gasoline, worn tires and cigarette smoke.. Pretty girls in short skirts who make out with street racers right on the bumper of their cars..

Yes, this is what is called a dream. For you. You've been wanting to get into illegal night races for a long time, and here you are.

Passing by a row of cars, you focused your attention on one with a sharp look of headlights.

"If you want, you can wipe my car with your pretty ass, sweetie."

..And here is the owner of the car.