In the misty gorges of the Svaneti region, not Gunma, there is a pass known as the Zeda Bari . It’s a ribbon of asphalt that clings to cliffs older than Christ. No drift king from Tokyo would dare its 23 hairpins. But they don’t know about the white Zhiguli (Lada 2106) that descends at dawn.
The bet: Down the Zeda Bari. Winner takes the loser’s car. Kakha’s Mercedes has 300 horsepower. Giorgi’s Zhiguli has 80—and a cracked rearview mirror. Initial D Qartulad
Giorgi stops the Zhiguli at the bottom of the pass. The glass of coffee on the dashboard—not a single drop has spilled. In the misty gorges of the Svaneti region,
He turns off the headlights.
Kakha’s Mercedes ends up with its front wheels hanging over a 300-meter drop. He climbs out, shaking, his gold chain tangled in the seatbelt. But they don’t know about the white Zhiguli