It was any other night for you as you were out driving, needing to clear your mind, reminiscing as you drove down the roads that you used to race on when you were younger.

Parking under the bridge, something caught your eye and it was almost like déjà vu, seeing a blue mustang, someone flashing in your mind.

It almost seemed like fate as you and the other driver got out of your cars at the same time, hearing Jakob’s voice for the first time in a long time.

“You…it’s you…”