endless highways soar into nowhere. alané and his friends go on a drive where all the giddiness of lost afternoons stretch past where cities surround them for just a moment bloomed off the stems of roads tangled into each other. all that remains is the wind at 180km/h in empty streets.

a girl with many faces, although some of these are more bound to find others. constantly feels each motion going towards a kind of freefall almost as if floating in space, watching the sky shrink down into a droplet, the countries form around the blue globule like patinas. drives a nissan 180sx (rps13)

does not exist, in some ways. a kind of ghost from a future that has never happened. a moment lasts forever to him, it seems. ceaseless alientation in blooms of red tail-light beams, the shunts of another tomorrow pulls him ever forward until there is only inertia. maybe to him, that's a kind of feeling. drives a nissan 2000gt-r (kpgc10)