Shizuoka is where the mountain breathes.The land unfolds from the slopes of Mount Fuji to the shimmering coast of Suruga Bay,and every road here seems to hum with the same pulse—the rhythm of motion and stillness.From Fuji Speedway , Japan’s most sacred circuit, to the Izu Skyline  and ocean roads below,Shizuoka is not just a place to drive. It’s a place to understand what driving means. Fuji Speedway — The Mountain’s Pulse Beneath Mount Fuji’s immense shadow lies Fuji Speedw

Nagano is where Japan reaches the sky.Mountains rise like walls, air thins with every curve, and the horizon itself feels closer.Here, the roads don’t challenge you—they refine you.Every turn, every downshift, every echo in the valley asks the same question:Can you drive with calm precision?

Aichi is where Japan learned to move.In the factories of Toyota, engineers forged the soul of reliability;in the hills of Mikawa and Shinshiro, drivers gave that soul rhythm.Here, the precision of the workshop meets the passion of the road—not as opposites, but as two sides of the same gear.

Yamanashi lies in the quiet shadow of Mount Fuji—a prefecture where mist meets asphalt and reflection becomes motion.Here, the mountain’s presence is constant but distant.Every road curves with intention, every sound is softened by forest and fog.This is where Japan’s drivers come not to compete, but to listen—to the rhythm of engines, wind, and water.

Fukui is where silence meets motion.Between its misty mountains and the rough breath of the Japan Sea, this prefecture hides one of Japan’s most meditative driving cultures.There are no crowds here, no neon lights—only rhythm, reflection, and the hum of engines echoing against cliffs and temples.Drifting in Fukui isn’t about show—it’s about clarity in motion.

Gifu is a prefecture carved from silence and stone.Between its steep valleys and cool cedar forests, every road feels alive with rhythm.Here , driving isn’t rebellion—it’s craftsmanship.From the twisting ridges of Gujo Hachiman  to the precision playground of YZ Circuit Mizunami ,Gifu’s car culture lives in the balance between patience and flow. The Heart of the Mountains Start your drive from Gifu City  or Mino , and head north toward Gujo Hachiman .The roads tighten, curlin

Ishikawa stretches out like a brushstroke into the Japan Sea—a prefecture of long horizons, weathered cliffs, and roads that seem to follow the rhythm of waves.From the calm geometry of Kanazawa’s old streets to the open curves of the Noto Peninsula, Ishikawa’s driving culture blends elegance with endurance.Here, the road doesn’t demand attention; it earns it.

Toyama lies between the calm of the Japan Sea and the towering ridges of the Northern Alps.It ’s a prefecture where water and mountains mirror each other, and where the concept of line —both visual and mechanical—means everything.Drifting here isn’t about spectacle; it’s about the discipline born from narrow roads, heavy air, and reflections that make even a car feel quiet. The Bay that Mirrors the Sky Drive along Toyama Bay , and you’ll understand why locals call it the “Sea

Baylight highways, Daikoku nights, Hakone switchbacks, and the sea-edge roads that define Japan’s car capital. Kanagawa is where Tokyo exhales. It begins with the glowing ramps of Daikoku Parking Area, threads through the Bayshore (Wangan) Route, and climbs into the mountains of Hakone, where long corners and hot springs rewrite the word balance. For decades, these roads have been the real-world classroom for Japan’s car culture—legal where you drive right, cinematic when yo

Niigata is a place where Japan’s mountains meet the sea and snow defines the rhythm of motion.Here, drifting didn’t start with smoke and asphalt—it began with snow and silence.Drivers learned control on frozen roads, turning survival into craft. Today, that heritage still shapes the prefecture’s car culture, from its winding inland passes to the ocean-side Maze Circuit where drift and horizon merge.

Chiba is a peninsula shaped like a racetrack lap: sunrise on the Pacific (Sotobō), sunset on Tokyo Bay (Uchibō), a spine of forest roads between, and a grassroots drift scene at Mobara Twin Circuit. You can leave Tokyo after breakfast, watch waves at Kujūkuri Beach, thread cliff roads near Nokogiriyama, and still make an evening session at the track.

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Close to Tokyo yet quiet once you clear the ring roads. Road variety is the point: tight, sight-line corners on Tsukuba; long, well-sighted coastal lanes by the Pacific; and flat loops around Kasumigaura for cooldown. On top of that, Tsukuba Circuit (TC2000 / TC1000) anchors a calendar of time-attack icons, grassroots drift practice, and approachable spectator days.

Saitama is the closest real countryside north of Tokyo: cedar-dark valleys, wide rivers, and honest two-lanes that bend just enough to keep you thinking. It’s also home to Honjo Circuit, one of Kanto’s most approachable drift practice venues. Build a day that moves from old-town streets in Kawagoe to the mountain air of Chichibu, then end with tire smoke and paddock chatter.

Gunma is the mountain-shaped heart of the Kanto car myth. In one day you can trace the “Initial D” triangle—Myogi, Akagi, and Haruna—then sink into onsen steam at Ikaho, Kusatsu, or Minakami. Add the historic Usui Pass and the volcanic ridge of the Shiga–Kusatsu route, and you get a prefecture where roads feel like architecture.

Tochigi is where Kanto climbs into the sky. One day can hold the stacked hairpins of Irohazaka, the high lakes and marshes of Nikkō, the open meadows of Nasu, and a drift-friendly paddock at Nikko Circuit. Add Mobility Resort Motegi for big-motorsport energy, and you get a prefecture built for drivers who like altitude with their apexes.

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