Die-hard. Do not wake up. Prince. 3

Fascinating, exciting blood and causing a surge of adrenaline engine roar. In general, nothing special for our world. But not for the one that our contemporary Peter Pastukhov got into.
Here are the mid -twenties of the twentieth century, and pairs are ruled by the ball in the complete absence of internal combustion engines. Well, do not call those units that were created by woe-enthusiasts at their own modest means. Why grief? So, after all, everyone who tried to encroach on the monopoly of steam cars runs the risk of folding his head from the hands of a secret club. It is not known how all this would turn out, know Peter about all this from the very beginning. But now he has a different way out: either he will break the ridge to the club, or he will ride him with a heavy rink