A dark eyed young man sat in the watch tower, looking down upon the cars that raced around his tracks, leaving only dust and cheers in their wake. Although the stiff business men behind him worked hard to divert his attention, he only had eyes for the bright red vehicle occupied by a young, purple-headed racer. When the cars screeched to a halt, the purple-headed youth scrambled from his seat, gesturing wildly to the members of his pit stop. Changjo frowned, slowly rising to his feet, fiddling with his fingers as the polished red car refused to move. When he saw the racer throw off his helmet angrily, freeing his bright purple locks, Changjo rushed down the stairs, intent on forbidding the young driver from giving up.