Takumi Fujiwara sat in the driver's seat of the 86, his hands light on the wheel. To anyone else, this was a high-stakes battle for mountain supremacy. To Takumi, it just felt like another early morning delivery run, though his heart was drumming a slightly faster rhythm against his ribs.
Takumi gave a small, rare smile. For the first time, he wasn't thinking about the delivery route. He was thinking about the next race. Watch Initial D First Stage (Dub) Episode 26 fo...
"Why won't he drop off?!" Keisuke gritted his teeth, throwing the FD into a drift. Takumi Fujiwara sat in the driver's seat of
The FD roared, its twin-turbos screaming as it tore into the first hairpin. Keisuke was driving at 110%, pushing the limits of his tires. But as he glanced at his mirror, the twin halos of the 86’s headlights were still there, bobbing rhythmically, refusing to fade. Takumi gave a small, rare smile
Keisuke walked over, his pride bruised but his respect earned. "You're fast, Fujiwara. But don't think this is over. The RedSuns are just getting started."