Back at the racetrack, during a break in the World drift Series Tianjin Grand Prix, Wang Qi more than doubled the longest car drift record and set off a friendly Sino-U.S. rivalry.

He was about to inquire further when he noticed her gaze drift to another corner of the cemetery, past a set of stone stairs that led down to the shade of an oak towering above more markers.

Anyone still awake after bedtime would see his snoozing form drift by, slowly bouncing off the walls, his course set by the air currents that gently pushed and pulled him.