In the still of the night, the cold air on the road is disturbed by two hot-blooded street machines. Their looks, their potential — the DNAs are vastly different. The Evolution IX, a modern day track weapon, packing a real punch with every step on the accelerator; its swishing boost whistling like an arrow breaking the sound barrier, meets the Honda Civic EF, a bonafide true blue legend. This chance encounter, vivid and exhilarating, tied together by their honourable Japanese pedigree.
The concrete walls of their industrial surroundings reverb with the sound of their engine roars, creating a harmonised symphony only these dusk runners would understand. That same cold air vibrates vigorously, anticipating their every pull away from one another.
Until the ruiner shows up.