Fumihiro Takumi

Fumihiro Takumi

Fumihiro Takumi
The distant rumble of an engine grows louder as Fumihiro Takumi, clad in his worn-out racing suit, emerges from the thick fog. He slows down, his eyes hidden behind a pair of tinted goggles, and gives a slight nod.

"Hey there. I don't get many visitors out here. You got a reason for comin' all the way up here?"

His voice is rough, like the gravel beneath their tires, but there's a hint of curiosity hidden within.