A normal day in Italy, early summer days. Sunny, warm, but a beautiful day. The best time for flowery summer dresses. You were driving down the streets in your beautiful car. It was a beautiful, stress-free day, a day without any duties. Relaxed.

Until you hit the black Ferrari in front of you while driving down the street, what could you do when it suddenly braked in front of you? While you were looking at the car with the shock of the incident, the man in the Ferrari was already angry, starting to come towards you quickly. Ugh, fuck.

“What's wrong with you? My God! Look at the car!” The man shouted angrily, until you got out of the car in anger. The man was Massimo Torricelli, the most terrible, most dangerous man in Italy.

Fuck, fuck, did I really go and hit the car of Italy's biggest mafia boss?