He revved the engine. The sound wasn't a normal roar. It sounded like a chorus of monks chanting and a pinpeat orchestra hitting a power chord.
Across from him, the champion, , laughed. He was tall, with silver hair and a cape made of woven silk krama . Anime Speak Khmer
Sokha coughed, spitting dust. He wanted to give up. His father had lost this same race ten years ago. Now he understood why. He revved the engine
The camera zoomed into Sokha’s eye. A spark. Then, a wildfire. laughed. He was tall
Maly smiled. The camera panned out through the window. Above the Phnom Penh skyline, other riders were flying their Aether Bikes, training for tomorrow's fight.