A stone's throw from the Élysée, parades of tuning madmen make engines and neighbors scream

Here, it hums, it backfires, it accelerates, it skids, it films, it exhibits, it rolls mechanics.

Here we have it under the hood.

And we let it be known.

Welcome to the "rasso" of the Petit Palais, the wild meeting place for tuning fanatics.

A term that nobody uses on the spot.

Too corny.

We will rather say that we “upgrade” or that we “customise” our car.

Anglicisms that enthusiasts love but which simply reflect this taste for vehicle modification.

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