I’m glad I can look back at my glory days and be happy that I never tracked my car because the streets is where my heart is at. I am also happy that I don’t do that shit no more, but don’t get it twisted, that past life is what motivates me til this very second and gives me pure nostalgia every time I think about it.
It doesn’t matter if it’s Wangan Running or Kanjo Running, it’s all Roulette Running at the end of the day. Whether it’s Osaka or Tokyo (or the streets of Sacramento) it’s all the same. The thrill of running is different than an organized race event. Only the ones who do it and have done it can relate. I had nothing to prove back then and I still have nothing to prove now. Long live the glory days.✌️
One thing I really like about Wangan Midnight is the realistic view of COST. These people in the manga/anime (and in real life) drop shit loads of money into their builds to gain every drop of horsepower. Many worked two jobs, in the story one character is a Doctor. Some lost friends and family all for their build. Something to keep in mind. Cuz in real life some fake the funk and really have a sugar momma or daddy to support their wants (along with rich parents). Remember nothing is more respected than the “broke speed hungry kid” that doesn’t need justification to fit in nor does he care about fitting in. Especially if that person has skills that reigns supreme over those clout chasers. For that Roulette Runners never fall into the category of clout…! ✌️