HOLY SHIT IM NOT DEAD!!!! Wow anyways after a long and unmeant break I am back to writing again, sorry for all the people that waited anxiously (ie: none) for a new chapter. I had lost all my stories on my drive and had to rewrite some chapters, and the chapters that I had ready for release were gone. So the result is a slightly different direction than was originally meant, but it will still get to the Torrettos' soon enough. This chapter is just a warm up, to get me back into writing in detail, before the real stuff comes out. Thanks to all my reviewers! I hope to do better now, so review more lots more! Also: RIP 1998 Mitsubishi Eclipse GSX, whos motor tragically spun a crank thrust bearing after running a a paltry low 13 second 1/4 mile pass. The turbo and supporting mods were set for it to do mid 12's, but due to a manufacturing defect, the crank suffered from the infamous "Crankwalk" that DSM's are known for. BUT! Out of the ashes arises a new champion, my 2002 Subaru Impreza WRX. The car I've always wanted since it first debuted in the World Rally Championship of 93. It didn't always look the way it does now, but it's the first time the WRX has touched American shores as a buyable car. The Eclipse meanwhile is having the motor rebuilt in preparation of another season's racing. Now, on with the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Fast and the Furious, so don't sue me please. But if you do, I will counter sue for emotional damages, and we'll end up settling out of court, and lawyer fee's will make it eventually not worth while. So no need to sue, Ive figured out the results already, just ignore that the original idea belongs to someone else, and enjoy the fic!

The Search for Hope
Chapter 4

It had been a full week since Brian's fateful talk with Tanner, and he had busied himself with his work, waiting for his Friday afternoon shift to end. Glancing at a clock mounted on the far wall, he nodded in satisfaction. Standing up from his desk he grabbed a few things from his desk, and walked out of the offices headed for the general break room. Nodding his head casually at passing officers he entered the break room and headed straight to the time clock on the wall, sliding his time card through it he clocked out and quickly left, stopping only to leave a well written note on his desk on the way out.

Nearly bursting with anticipation, he grinned widely in anticipation of the night to come. Unlocking his cruiser's door he slid into the driver seat, shoving the key into the ignition and quickly starting the car. Glancing over his shoulder he quickly peeled out in reverse, before slamming it into drive and flooring it out of the parking lot. Passing several cars in a matter of minutes he headed out into the town. Swiftly passing another motorist he pulled onto an off ramp and sped not towards his apartment, but rather to a private parking garage where he kept his most recent...project. Navigating a series of roads and around buildings he finally came to the fenced gates blocking the garage from regular commuters. Pressing a special controller the gates slowly swung open, and he drove through, the gates silently shutting behind him.

Rolling on through the next set of doors into the complex, he drove a familiar course until he came upon it...Sinisterly coated in multiple layers of midnight black gloss pearl with a 360 silver flake, it radiated a sense of power and grace. The bright overhead fluorescent lights shining of its sleek body, revealing sharp details. From the curves and air dams of the imported Target Aero kit, to the aggressively set C-West carbon fiber spoiler, it sat calmly, as if slumbering, dreaming of burning rubber and wailing exhaust notes. Blistered fender flares on the front and rear housed beautiful gold Advan racing wheels wrapped in exotic Pirelli P-Zero rubber. Light reflected off the small polished aluminum sliding hood pins that secured the beautifully and expertly laid carbon fiber hood, and off the reflector backings of the strangely feline looking headlights.

Brian smiled in appreciation as he got out of his now parked interceptor. Walking slowly over to his car, his eyes wandered over every minute detail...taking in the whole entirety...of his Sil-180. What had started out as a project car a few months earlier had quickly ballooned into the monster, fire breathing, turbo charged Nissan that sat hunkered before him. From its humble beginnings as an underpowered Nissan 180SX, had over a short period of time, become a fully built J-Spec Nissan Silvia S15. Everything from the front fenders, hood, headlights, and bumper, were from a S15 from Japan, the Target aero kit that he later added further enhanced the JDM flavor of the car. Fused to the body of the 180SX it was neither a true 240SX nor a complete Silvia, it was something in between. Having dubbed it his "Sil-180" it quickly began to grow in speed and performance.

Deactivating the alarm system installed on his car, he slid smoothly into the well bolstered red and black Recaro racing seats. Slipping the 5 point harness over his shoulders and lap, he inserted the key, and slowly took a deep breath...and let it out. Then he turned the key.

The car quickly came to life, barking out a sharp and loud exhaust pulse as if it had woken from its dreams of eating other cars on the road, and was hungry to do so for real. The engine's resonance was loud yet smooth as the car idled to warm up, the rpm slowly dropping down as the car neared its operational temperature as the exhaust note quieted slightly. Brian closed his eyes, listing to the engine as it rumbled, hearing the faint whir of the under drive racing pulleys, the faint sound of the turbo spinning. Swiftly stomping on the gas twice he heard the turbo whir to life, attempting to spool up on the low exhaust gas being produced at the engine at idle. The exhaust hammered out two quick reports, which echoed through the parking garage, setting off the alarms of other cars.

Smiling even broader he depressed the clutch, letting out a sigh of appreciation as he felt the high pressure, high performance clutch resist his foot, demanding heavier pedal effort. Sliding the shifter into first gear, he slowly pressed down on the accelerator and let the clutch back out, feeling the car surge forward in response. Turning the wheel he slid smoothly out of the parking spot and straightened out the car, following the path of between parking grids towards the exit.

Feeling more alive in this brief moment than he had in months, he reveled in the vibration transmitted through the solid motor mounts. The engine, an SR20DET, was also a Japanese only commodity. Much like the front end conversion, it was a menacing, high performance motor equipped with rock solid internals and a turbo, driving the rear wheels through a six-speed transmission. Brian had, of course, extensively modified the motor to match the extensively modified exterior. The SR20DET sported a larger Trust TD-06-L2 turbocharger, and was matched with a large 40mm Trust Type R external wastegate. Supported fully in the fuel department, the motor was fed happily by a combination comprised of a Blitz fuel pump, A'pexi Power FC engine management, and a set of four high flow 550cc fuel injectors. After being compressed to a lofty 20psi by the turbo, the hot boost was quickly sent through a large Trust intercooler, chilling it before it went through the throttle body and into the intake manifold, the final stage on its journey to the combustion chamber.

Pulling out into the falling sunlit street he tightened his grip on the steering wheel, before punching the gas hard. The wheels screamed as the Sil-180 swung its rear end out, smoke billowing from the rear tires as the Cusco Limited Slip Differential swiftly redistributed power between the two wheels; with the car sliding smoothly outwards in a beautiful, swaggering drift, Brian quickly straightened out the wheel and brought the car into a straight line. With the Sil pointing in one direction the LSD hooked the tires hard into the ground and the Sil shot forward as if launched by a catapult.

Brian felt the himself being pushed back into his seat as the car surged forwards, he could hear the turbo working as it spooled up and began to pull in large quantities of air, the exhaust bellowing out a deep, throaty, warbling tone as it counterbalanced the shrill cry of the turbo sucking in air. Brian snapped the shifter into second, hearing the tires let out a brief squeal as the car began to accelerate with even greater velocity. The scenery around the Sil was nothing more than a blur as the needle in the boost gauge rushed upwards, pinning at 20psi as the tachometer needle flew towards the 7500 rpm redline. Just as it touched the redline Brian quickly grabbed third gear, hearing the loud pffshht of the Trust Type S blow off valve venting excess pressurized air into the atmosphere. Hurtling forwards the speedometer needle eclipsed 60mph, 70 mph, 80 mph within seconds. Letting out a whoop of enjoyment, Brian flew towards a sloping right hand turn; with a flurry of hand movements he downshifted back to second, rev matching at the same time he broke the tail end lose in another powerful drift, huge white clouds of smoke billowing up as he slid recklessly around the turn, a boyish grin clearly evident on his face.

Pulling the Sil back into line he slowed down a bit, bringing the Sil around another, tighter turn, before accelerating mildly to the speed limit. A broad grin on his face Brian let out a brief laugh as he sped towards downtown, his destination the parking area between to, non descript buildings...


QUICK TECH

Wow, hows that for detail eh? Well the car Brian drives now is a fully built drift Sil-180. Dubbed the Sil-180 by its makers, Signal Auto Tuning of Japan, it was a hybrid front clip of a Silvia S15 (a Japanese market only sports car) and a 180SX (a car available in the states, it was powered by the relatively anemic KD20 that powers the 93-2000 Nissan Altima's). I was going to create an original car for brian to drive (original project car anyways) but I decided to use the Sil-180, because I love that car!!! Driver Fumiaki Komatsu, of Signal Auto, is only 23 years old yet is among the best drifters in the world. Drifting itself a sport of automotive loss of control, through controlled means, it is nothing short of awesome to watch. The breakdown on the Signal Auto Sil-180:

Owner: Signal Auto,
Hometown: Osaka, Japan
Daily Grind: All Purpose Tuner
Ride: Nissan 180SX
Under the Hood: SR20DET (tuned by Signal)
Trust TD-06-L2 turbocharger
Trust Type R wastegate
A'pexi Power F-Con engine management system
Trust 550cc fuel injectors
Trust Intercooler
Blitz fuel pump
Exedy Super Single clutch kit
Tanabe exhaust
Trust Type S BOV (Blow Off Valve)
Cusco LSD (Limited Slip Differential)
Stiff Stuff: Tein HE Coilovers all around
Do Luck front and rear lower tie bars
Cusco A-Arms
Rolling Stock: Volk Racing GTN wheels, Toyo tires
Stoppers: Project U titanium pads
Outside: S15 Silvia front end conversion, including hood, front fenders, headlights, custom Majiora Galax II Paint, Target Aero Kit, , Signal Auto GT wing
Inside: Not much, but you'll find Bride Maxis seats, a gutted trunk, and a gnarly roll cage.
ICE: kenwood head unit and CD player (a must in every drift car), stock speakers.

This is the exact readout on the Sil-180. For the purpose of my story I changed it a bit, different paint job, Recaro racing seats instead of Bride, a C-West carbon fiber wing instead of signal auto, Advan wheels with Pirelli P-Zero tires instead of Volk and Toyo, and non of the body decals that the Sil-180 really has.

WHATS NEXT: Well...the street races of course! And whats this...a link to the possible new home of team DT?

MUCH LUV TO ALL THE GIRLY GIRL RACERS IN THE WORLD
-Brian