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<span class="mu-s">VRRRRRMMMMMM</span>
The sound of the engine in your 18-wheeler reverberates in a crescendo of alternating cadence as it cruises down the interstate.
Your dip sits in it's container next to you, you take out a packet and start to chew slowly, sipping on your Monster Zero Ultra as the radio plays today's pop music in it's usual rotation.
<span class="mu-i">"This is Horny Rodent, traffic coming up towards Utah is outrageous.. over,"</span> an accented voice says over your radio.
"Shit, just what I need.. bad enough I'm behind schedule as is," you say out loud to yourself.
In that instance you put your foot down on the gas flooring it into the truck itself and the engine screams as it pushes itself to it's limit, you're not just speeding down this section of highway, you're a demon on wheels.
A minute passes by and you see red and blue lights making their way towards you from your rearview mirror, "son of a bitch! I can't lose my job," you tell yourself as you dip and weave with the expert precision of a 250lb roadhog.
You check the rearview once more and then..
<span class="mu-r">CRUNCH</span>
<span class="mu-r">SNAP</span>
In just mere minutes you're looking up at the sky from outside your cargo truck, your limbs in places they shouldn't be, if those ones are even attached to you at all. The area surrounding you is in chaos, the traffic from earlier escalated as your 18-wheeler added a devastating impact to numerous vehicles in the mix.
The pain is overwhelming, if only you could scream, if only you could call for help in some way. The police lights close in on your location, you close your eyes and your vision is soon washed away in a white light. Your last thoughts being...
>The time a lot lizard told me I was her best lay
>Winning the Texas Regional Speed Eaters Cup
>Rolling up my coffee rim and winning my Ford F-150
>Something else (enter your own option)
The sound of the engine in your 18-wheeler reverberates in a crescendo of alternating cadence as it cruises down the interstate.
Your dip sits in it's container next to you, you take out a packet and start to chew slowly, sipping on your Monster Zero Ultra as the radio plays today's pop music in it's usual rotation.
<span class="mu-i">"This is Horny Rodent, traffic coming up towards Utah is outrageous.. over,"</span> an accented voice says over your radio.
"Shit, just what I need.. bad enough I'm behind schedule as is," you say out loud to yourself.
In that instance you put your foot down on the gas flooring it into the truck itself and the engine screams as it pushes itself to it's limit, you're not just speeding down this section of highway, you're a demon on wheels.
A minute passes by and you see red and blue lights making their way towards you from your rearview mirror, "son of a bitch! I can't lose my job," you tell yourself as you dip and weave with the expert precision of a 250lb roadhog.
You check the rearview once more and then..
<span class="mu-r">CRUNCH</span>
<span class="mu-r">SNAP</span>
In just mere minutes you're looking up at the sky from outside your cargo truck, your limbs in places they shouldn't be, if those ones are even attached to you at all. The area surrounding you is in chaos, the traffic from earlier escalated as your 18-wheeler added a devastating impact to numerous vehicles in the mix.
The pain is overwhelming, if only you could scream, if only you could call for help in some way. The police lights close in on your location, you close your eyes and your vision is soon washed away in a white light. Your last thoughts being...
>The time a lot lizard told me I was her best lay
>Winning the Texas Regional Speed Eaters Cup
>Rolling up my coffee rim and winning my Ford F-150
>Something else (enter your own option)
