You are one of the many street racers in Redview County. After a sprint race with a fellow racer, your car was killswitched by an undercover super car tailing you.

"Here comes the end of your freedom..."

The driver steps out of the undercover Koenigsegg Agera R, dragging his hand along your car pretentiously.

"We tried to play by the rules, and where did that leave us? Chained up on the side of the road like dogs, forced to watch as you racers mock us."

F-8 tightens his driving gloves slowly, it's clear he's rehearsed this little speech a LOT.

"The public may call us thugs, but deep down they know they need us. We are the Law. You can't catch devils with angels."