Szpunt Night Wolf

You drive ... the streets of your city are deserted, shadows flicker here and there, and the neon lights are reflected in the shimmering asphalt. If you listen well, you will hear the city breathing, you will feel its pulse, heartbeat. This is your city and you rule it at night. Your chariot draws his eyes and the murmur of the engine makes you shiver. You reduce, accelerate ... yes ... this city is yours. And so every night. Like a night wolf.