C1987 We Want T72

Boris pushed it to the highest level. At this time, loosening the clutch was a skill. His left leg slowly lifted up, and as the turbine's power began to combine, he could hear the dull sound of the engine behind him, and black smoke rose up from the ground. It was like a fire.

Trembling, shaking, the tracks kept shaking, and the body of the car was also shaking. If it was a diesel