Here's a picture of the truck i used to drive while i was an undercover cop trying to infiltrate a rouge street racing gang. Incidentally I found a good friend in that street gang and later went on to give him my other car, an orange supra that had a maddd paint job, so that he could escape the cops that were after him because of me. Due to this, he disliked me for some time and we didn't meet again for awhile. Fortunately I met him again while chasing a Mexican drug lord who killed his girlfriend. We had some bromantic moments chasing that drug lord and soon became bestie's again. Unfortunately, after we took down the drug lord my friend was captured by the police and was given the death sentence for previous crimes. But, as he was being transferred to jail me and some of my other friends rammed the back of a charger into the front of a massive bus which caused it to flip, contrary to the laws of physics. After this we all moved to Brazil to pull one last job. The job went well considering that we pulled an 8 tonne safe through the street of rio with two modern day charger's outfitted with some bull bars. We then escaped to some far of paradise where my bro thought the he could beat my gtr with an srt challenger.
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