“You’re right here for the Method 1, huh?” Angel, GP Racing’s Uber driver, doesn’t miss a trick as he threads his Honda CR-V alongside the I-95 Expressway, deftly avoiding the polarised extremes of Miami site visitors: bovine doziness at one finish, throttle-blipping, lane-swapping perma-frenzy on the different. “I checked out tickets on resale, they’re going at $1000 minimal – for Saturday…”
Miami sprawls for miles in all instructions like a Sim Metropolis recreation gone rogue, a predominantly low-rise horizon bounded by the ocean to the east and really fizzling out into the Everglades Nationwide Park to the west and south, the place the wetlands stand as an obstinate deadlock to the additional pouring of concrete. Little marvel the denizens of the town’s highways are seemingly in both no hurry in any respect to succeed in their locations, or hell-bent on re-enacting scenes from The Quick & The Livid. Angel is an outlier on this territory though, within the coming days, GP Racing is destined to be conveyed by some fascinating characters – together with one dressed like an additional from Sons of Anarchy who responds to a dawdling police automobile baulking him by leaning on the horn together with his proper hand whereas flipping the officers off via the open window together with his left.