Many people have gathered to watch this next race, including you. You think you recognize a car and you walk up to it, and examine it. You run your hand along the hood of the red car and then hear a deep voice behind you. You turn. To your disbelief, it’s Kaid. Your brother’s best friend, leaning against the wall.

“You like my car?” He asks, smirking at you

Did your brother know he was a street racer? because you certainly didn’t.