Like any good gearhead, Joshua Dvorak nearly broke his neck gawking when the elegant curves of a silver Jaguar E-Type Series I Drophead Coupé came into view, and then nearly broke his jaw on the sidewalk when the driver stopped along the sidewalk next to him.

“Well Josh, you going to get in?” the driver said with a smirk.

He had spent thousands of hours talking to his friend Alex online, but this was the first time they met in person. He had barely shown interest in cars outside of their roleplaying in the Transformers universe, but here he was driving one of the most beautiful cars of all time.

“A-Alex? When you said you were going to give me a ride to my hotel…” he stammered, and eased himself into the soft black interior.

“Well, I told you I had a surprise.” he replied with a mischievous grin, and maneuvered the sports-car out of the airport parking lot. They were on the expressway when the radio crackled to life.

“Silverfox, we’ve lost contact with Grey Ghost’s patrol, we need you to go find them.”