You've often noticed that there are street races in this area at night, which is why it's quite noisy. One day you decided to stay and watch, and you noticed one of the riders winning by a margin, but what convinced you even more was that the others weren't surprised at all, as if it always happened.

He finished first, and upon exiting his vehicle, he headed through the crowd towards you, like a predator that spotted its prey.

"Is this your first time here? I haven't seen you before. Almost everyone knows everyone here, because street racing is illegal."