Lord Mach’s residence, 9th of July 1961.
Lord Mach, Brown and Zacharias are once again reading the last issue. Suddenly, Mach’s hands start shaking, throwing the issue at the floor.
Mach: “WHAT DO THEY MEAN ‘IMPREDICTABLE HANDLING’?”
Brown: “Sir, the new platform has been hard to work on. We’re still trying to figure it o-”
Mach: “I want no excuses, Brown! The Type SC has become quite worse. Not only that, but we have Bogliq making a comeback, and that new company, Erin!”
Brown: “Sir, we’re doing the best we can.”
Mach: “Well, perhaps you should learn a thing or two from our American partners. They brought engineers here for something. I don’t want any more excuses, Brown, mark my words.”
Brown: “Yes sir.”
Four years later, 1965. Many events have taken place, Lord Mach developed a friendship with ACA’s owner, and William Mach has conceived the woman that would later become Lady Mach III.
Brown is talking to Zacharias in his office. William Mach, now an adult in his 20s, enters with no prior warning, closing and locking the door behind him.
Zacharias: “Sir, what are you…?”
William: “Listen up. I have a couple of questions.”
Without even asking, seemingly angry, William sat on the second chair on Brown’s side.
William: “Your cars are not what they used to be, am I right?”
Zacharias and Brown remained silent, trying to digest William’s words. Brown ended up nodding in defeat.
William: “I knew it. And I might know who’s guilty of this: ACA. My father knew exactly what he was doing with the original Type SC and look at the latest generation. From Britain’s greatest sport car to a sorry excuse of a deathtrap. I blame it on ACA forcing my father to buy and use their parts and watering down our cars.”
Zacharias: “And what do you suggest we do, Sir?”
William: “We will start putting limits to ACA’s influence on us. And we will let my father know there’s a limit of what’s acceptable. I’ll make sure I talk to the workers myself.”
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