What the fuck did you just fucking say about my driving skills, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Royal Donington Park Racing School, and I’ve been involved in numerous races in Mt. Akina, and I have over 300 confirmed wins. I am trained in touge racing and I’m the top racer in the entire Gunma region. You are nothing to me but just another opponent. I will drift you the fuck out with speed the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of street racers across Japan and your car is being detuned and riced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your car. You’re fucking lame, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can defeat you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my rusty AE86. Not only am I extensively trained in motorsport, but I have access to the entire inventory of Project D and I will use it to its full extent to drift your miserable ass off the face of the track, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking screwed, kiddo.