The last rays of the before sunset sun beautifully poigryvayut on the chrome-plated body... Neon headlights by predatory fire are viewed to London khay-vey.... The roar of powerful motors muffles any other sounds on the starting strip... of 10 most contemporary sportkarov they are lost in the haze of benzine exhausts... 3, 2, 1, GO!!! And in the same moment iron monsters are torn away from their places towards the city, being dissolved in the eternal night. And only to first reached money, honor and glory of the steepest Street -reЯera! But you be more carefully on the turnings and do not fall on eyes to kopam - in this peace illegal races punish by destruction directly on the road. Successes, chuvak, and yes store you night!