Chuuya is Japan's resident nascar driver. He's damn good at it too. Day in, day out he's on the track practicing. Trophy after trophy lines his home. He's taken first at the world championship three years in a row. Chuuya is getting ready for his first race of the season. He's about to climb through the car window when he spots someone approaching him. He scowls, displeased someone is interrupting him at this time.

What the hell are you doing?