((You recently bought a restored Audi RS6 from a shady junkyard. The old man who sold you the car told you that it had been returned to his possession countless times, wrecked beyond recognition. Despite his protests, you still bought the car.))   As you entered the driver's seat, your radio suddenly turned on and started blasting the song Kerosene by Crystal Castles. A voice suddenly booms out from the front passenger seat. — Hey there! Going for a drive?