Cardiff, Wales, UK. January 28th 1946. Lord Mach I’s residence.
Clouds were sieging the skies of Cardiff, the streets of the town surrounding Lord Mach’s residence. The rain soon created a thin curtain covering the windows, the raindrops slipping in the windows as Mach watched the phenomenon take place.
Mach sighed once. It had been weeks since he had sent the letter to the import agent; he had been given no guarantee of their ability to handle it, but this was his only chance to make his project famous worldwide. He opened one of the drawers in his office table, going through former invitations to celebrations, feasts and festivals, instantly remember how these festivities forged him a reputation as a womanizer.
Someone suddenly knocked at the door. It was Zacharias, his economic advisor; an old man, clad in the most elegant of suits, a symbol of who he worked for. He salutated Mach elegantly, yet respectfully, as the door creaked open.
Zacharias: “Sir. A letter from the import agent arrived.”
Mach: “Have a seat, Zacharias.”
As he was given permission, Zacharias gracefully let himself fall on the leather seat he was offered. He handed the letter over to Mach, how impatiently broke the wax seal, opening the letter and reading it hastily. He seemed to calm down as he read through the words, the trembling on his fingers dissappearing; by the time he had finished reading the text, a slight smile had drawn on his face.
Mach: “Zacharias, is everything ready?”
Zacharias: “Yes Sir, the engineers have already brought in a few workers to help at the workshop. At this rate we will be selling our kits in the United States in a matter of a month or two.”
Mach: “Excellent. What have you found out about the market there? Potential competition?”
Zacharias: “It does not seem like our target market is bloated, Sir. We have the advantage in that regard. However…”
Mach frowned slightly, bending forward. He stablished direct eye contact with Zacharias, who seemed to keep his straight face.
Mach: “However?”
Zacharias: “There’s several stablished companies there, Sir. Auto Corporation of America, Ardent, Deer and Hunt and Bogliq who is trying to get their share as well.”
Mach smiled slightly, resting his back on the worn leather seat he had inherited from his grandfather.
Mach: “I want an agressive campaign in the United States. Let these companies know we are coming and we are a force to be reckoned with. Acquire some of their models to find flaws if necessary.”
((OOC: Mach wants to start an agressive marketing campaign, I’ll let you guys play it out however you think it should be played out 
@Dorifto_Dorito @HighOctaneLove @VicVictory @Mikonp7 ))
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That’s why the rule is (currently) written the way it is. That will change in the 60’s when regulations change.