Raphaëlle Pereira wanted a car, a red car. Her brother had always told her that they were faster, that they could overtake all the other cars, that they could even fly. She was only a child when she was told all this, which is probably why she believed him the first time. Now she knew that cars didn't fly. But that hadn't stopped her from wanting a red car, without knowing that this colour would become more important than just a car. "I'm not sure that you can afford it. So please, let me try this car in peace. You can't afford it, so let the big boys handle it."