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Rule number #1: I don't drive burning cars. Evac that ***.
Just kidding, that was the point. I get hurt, but so do at least two Burger Shot employees.
Perfect execution. Nobody even knew I was there.
I nick a *** mobile with music. Not very inconspicuous. I feel like a cop magnet.
Rule number #2: Concealment is where it's at. Get an Ice Cream Truck.
My second target is a cop. He's been known to stand outside being a *** liability.
I've got to smoke him in style. I've got to make it look like an accident. Easy. I crush
him with an ice cream truck.
Okay I missed him. I turn around, and hit him this time. He never saw it coming.
A clean kill, perfectly staged.
I'm a transporter, and a mechanic. I do assignments, designated targets.
Now I'm a transporter of ice cream to happy kids all over the *** globe.
Red Sports Car, two white stripes. Great, I'm in *** love.
Let's *** recap. Automobile. Sports car. Looks like I've got myself a new ride.