“Smokey Nagata, the Man Who Was Arrested for World’s Fastest Speeding” ~ The Truth Behind the Incident ~
Published : 2019/10/18 08:57 Modified : 2019/10/18 13:22
The worst case scenario for the future, on loop, in a small, 4-meter by 2-meter detention center.
Arrival at the police station.
Interrogation started immediately, though the time was 6 AM in the morning. Since it was too early to dispatch a translator, they sent Smokey straight to the detention center.
The detention center was a concrete room, that measured around 4 meters by 2 meters. One tiny window and no heating. A hard bed and a toilet separated by a wall.
“I stayed all night, but I wasn’t sleepy at all. The temperature was around 1°C (about 33°F), and I endlessly imagined the worst case scenario for my future in this cold room: How many years do I need to serve? Will the company go bankrupt? Will people visit me from Japan? Nah, I doubt anyone would visit me! After I return home, I bet the TOP SECRET sign will be replaced by something else! Things like that.”
“If I Admit to Speeding 300 km/h, I Won’t Be Able to Return to Japan!”
At 9 AM in the morning, they finally found a translator and the real interrogation began.
“Above all, if I admitted it, I knew that I wouldn’t be able to return home.”
As a matter of fact, for this 0 to 300 km/h attack on a public road in England, media from Japan was present in addition to the British magazines. The interviewers present belonged to, none other than your most beloved, Video Option. To their dismay, the British police seized the videotape that they used to record the run and interviews.
If they see the contents of the tape, everything is done for.
“I mean, the footage has records of above 300 km/h! Panicking? That’s an understatement.”
Due to the almighty graciousness of region lock, however, they were unable to easily view the contents of the tape.
Though that may have been the case, British law stated that speeding is when the moment the cop car chasing the speeder surpasses the speed limit, without reaching said speeder.
“The policemen definitely showed concern towards the cameras.”
Why did you have cameras loaded in the car? For what reason did you need to speed to such an extent? The overwhelming amount of questions was like a rain of arrows, shot by the police.
“I pressed on with the hobby card. You know, I just so happened to be speeding, and what do ya know! Photographers! Apparently, the cops wanted to take down MAX POWER. Man, it’s the same in any country; everyone wants to bring down tuning.”
A miraculous judgement, a worshiped hero.
Trial took place that afternoon.
“Maybe they sped things up for me because I was a foreigner. Regardless, I continued to press on with the hobby and coincidence act.”
The verdict was unimaginably light; they suspended Smokey’s license for twenty-eight days and fined him ¥30,000 (about $255 or £154 in 1998).
“The stress and tension left my body. From there, I retrieved the seized Supra and returned to the hotel, where I basically KO’d.”
“Nagata! Don’t go outside right now! There’s a huge crowd of news reporters and TV station crew in the lobby!”
All of England broadcasted the over 300 km/h arrest drama. It was at this point when Smokey Nagata finally realized that his small speeding episode caused an enormous uproar.
He escaped the hotel in incognito and made it to the airport in time. Smokey was done and done.
Safe and sound, he finally returned to Japan.
After a while, Smokey Nagata received some information from the staff at MAX POWER.
“Nagata, you’re all the British car enthusiasts talk about now! They all know you as the legendary Japanese tuner who got arrested for going over 300 km/h! You’re a hero! So please, come back!”
And just like that, tuning fans all over the world worshiped a new god, aka Smokey Nagata, the 200-mile motorway racer.
“I was shocked. After the incident, we got more international clients. There was a good handful of foreigners that asked for my autograph. Although, I didn’t feel like returning to England for a while. I couldn’t forget the nightmare I spent in that cage. I’ve lived for quite some time now, but that, by far, ranked as one of my worst experiences!”
By the time he was able to organize his thoughts, ten years had passed.
It was not until 2009–eleven years after the incident–when Smokey Nagata revisited England once more.