Today in France : the Sprinter is thirty years old, she is twenty. Her name is Tonka, she is the innate, the speed, and pure, animal grace. She is the perfect amalgam between the present instant and the ancient mystery of India. A tramp with Chanel N°19 perfume, Tonka lives close to the runways of Roissy airport in a huge publicity can, her self-made ivory tower. She seems to have entered life like a small indestructible toy. For its part, the Sprinter came to a hundredth of the European record. This movie is their story, the tale of a fusion which can only burn both of them, and make them un divided...
