In a ruined wasteland ruled by a machine god, a fallen racing champion is pulled back behind the wheel for one last fight. To save what remains of humanity, he must outdrive the AI that controls everything—and confront how much of himself he lost when he stopped racing.
Even the whole district isn't worth that much. That's a total rip-off. Yeah. I don't care.
Victor, pay up. Like hell we're paying. I'm done bowing down to these crones. Roy.
We broke the rig. I'm not saying we didn't, but we really don't have that kind of money. You're the leader of the canyon slums, right? Then go tell all these low lives to Give us the slums and the debt's gone. Land or death. The so-called repairs were merely a cover.
I didn't think the raiders could be this shameless! You've already taken the cities. Still not satisfied? Now you're coming for our last home?
Have you forgotten you were human once? Where's your damn dignity? You're all dead. Hold on.
Boss.