Under the glow of violet lightning, the car was no longer bound by asphalt or speed limits—it had become a specter of pure motion. Each line of its chrome body refracted the neon trails like fragments of another dimension. To those who glimpsed it streaking beneath overpasses, it wasn’t just a machine but a phantom racer, born from electricity and night. Legends say the “Neon Phantom” isn’t driven, but summoned.

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