Thanks Mod `Wiz Kidd for coming home : )
heres the plan: we decorate chris' and I's car with stickers and pull into the ricers den (one of their parents basements). space, with his heigh and size, and me, benching 200 lbs, will burst in, grab him, and rush him out before they can even pull their baggy pants up and tie their shoes to come after us. we'll throw him in chris' car, then space and i will run decoy. they 4 cylinder honda's don't stand a chanec of catching either of us.
how's that sound?
how's that sound?
Well it's not a 4 cylinder sub-compact, so I doubt they would want it anyway.
Unless one or more of them have "riced" it up. Lots of stickers (at leastthree have to say "NOS", but all of them have to advertise everything that's worth stealing in the vehicle), chicken wire screen in the front grills, big coffee-can fart pipe exhaust so the car sounds like a blender on steroids, a dozon or so LCD screens inside the car, big ultra oversized wing off of a sprint car that serves no purpose other than to weigh the car down, and all the body panels replaced with carbon fibre.
Unless one or more of them have "riced" it up. Lots of stickers (at leastthree have to say "NOS", but all of them have to advertise everything that's worth stealing in the vehicle), chicken wire screen in the front grills, big coffee-can fart pipe exhaust so the car sounds like a blender on steroids, a dozon or so LCD screens inside the car, big ultra oversized wing off of a sprint car that serves no purpose other than to weigh the car down, and all the body panels replaced with carbon fibre.

















