Chapter 1: Strange Beginnings “Hey, John! Someone wants to talk to you.” “Tell 'em to talk to Will. I'm busy back here.” “Dammit, John, they want to talk to you.” “Why the hell can't Will handle it? I gotta finish up this Camaro.” “Something about wanting you to drive for them.” “Okay, I'll be up front in a minute. Thanks Jay.” Well, I don't know who it is that could possibly want me of all people to drive for them, and I sure as heck don't know why they showed up at my shop to talk to me about it... I washed up and walked out to the front desk. I was met by a somewhat tall man in a suit, standing around waiting for me. “Hello, Mr. Rothwell.... I've got a proposition for you.” “Yeah, yeah, cut to the chase already. Something about driving, correct?” “Yes, we need a few drivers... While we've heard much about your skills racing that green Camaro of yours on the streets, we still need you to prove yourself on-track.” “Hey, I've got my competition licenses...” “Not enough. There's a few races we want you to run... And win, of course.” “Okayy... Why?” “Let's just say that there's a ride ready for you to run in a very high-dollar championship.” “Now I have to consider whether this man, who I know nothing of, not even his name, can back up what he says... Can you?” “The knowing nothing of me is your fault, not mine. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a prior appointment that I may be late for otherwise. Here's my secretary's card. If you want to take me up on this, call.” “Who on earth are you, anyhow?” “You shall find out soon enough. Good day, Mr. Rothwell.” Who is he, why am I wanted to drive, and why is his identity being hidden from me? There's no name on the card... At all... A number and no more, with “Drive” scrawled on the back... He then walked out to his car, which was a BMW 5-series, one of the Bangled jobbies... It being a ways off and partially obstructed by a customer car sitting in the lot, I didn't notice until I heard it fire up that it was indeed an M5. Later on, I finished installing the few bits my budget had allowed me to buy for the Camaro, those being an adjustable set of coilovers, a chip tune, and a set of gold Yokohama 5-spokes wrapped in extremely sticky road-race “cheater” slicks. I took it for a quick drive through the streets, testing the new suspension and making sure it wasn't killing itself with shoddy air:fuel mixture ratios after the chip. The car felt very nice despite a small bit of understeer on throttle. Sticky rubber really IS sticky, as a redline clutch drop did not light them up, despite this car making (I'd estimate) about 325-330 ft-lbs of torque and around 290hp after the chip.