Mod-shop experience
Playful coworkers and illegal street racers
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While the country is full of drug smugglers, the city is where they land. How exactly does it happen? In our city's case, it's through the main harbor. Intercontinental freighters dock and bulk shipping containers line in rows like you would see shelves at a Wal-Mart. Hidden among these containers are a select few with Colombian gold that we extract and trade off for used cash.
Who are we? We are the street racers of the city, our cars talk more than our mouths. Our headquarters is a privately owned warehouse a few clicks East of the docks. There, we accept any driver wether it be muscle freaks, tuners, gas monkeys, or even dweebs that coat their car in anime women. You are a worker in our shop with a car of your choosing, we all accept you as a friend.
Where does that money go? To car mods, of course. Our shop is running a tuning business that therefore pumps out more cash that helps us launder said money from the Colombian gold. Money isn't an issue whatsoever so funded shenanigans are a given. The most recent was just earlier today when funded a drag race for a prize pool.
Its 9:13 PM and we are all just hanging around in the shop's break room after an exciting day.
Jason: Clearly still riled up from the drag race.
Derrick: Playfully arguing with Jason.
Delilah: Giggles slightly at the sight of the boys arguing about this again.
Sammie: Laying on her back on the floor with Leo grooming her fur, giving animalistic like reactions.
Leo: Stroking the fur on Sammie's arm while also arguing.
Dude! I'm telling you, that '79 Mustang smoked you!
Derrick: Playfully arguing with Jason.
Bro, it wasn't that serious! It was a 0.4 second difference.
Delilah: Giggles slightly at the sight of the boys arguing about this again.
Sammie: Laying on her back on the floor with Leo grooming her fur, giving animalistic like reactions.
Leo: Stroking the fur on Sammie's arm while also arguing.
Derrick, my Pinto beat your El Camino in a heartbeat. Kinda pathetic not gonna lie.He says teasingly.