Like I said, that Hemi will never lose. It came close once. The only guy to ever come close was racing pinks for my car. He was half a second too slow, but immediately afterward, the cops showed up and busted us. For the moment he kept his car so he could get away. I went to a nearby parking garage and left the Hemi there. I started trying to find a taxi to take me home, but a cop was all I found. Thankfully, the buster came back and picked me up. I was so impressed with his driving I asked his name, James Smith he'd said, when he said Smith I said without hesitation, "That sounds like a cop's name. Is that what you are, a cop?" He looked at me and shook his head no, but I still didn't trust him.
We ended up on Déshí's territory and we don't get along well. Déshí was a friend but he tried to play me and steal my Hemi'cuda, but like I said that Hemi will never get beaten. We haven't gotten along since. He made us pull off at gun point and go to the Chinese restaurant that his father owns and had us step out of our car at gun point.
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The Speedfreaks
ActionHi my name is Jet. I own a Plymouth Hemi'cuda and this is the story of how me and a family of street racers took down the biggest crime lord in Las Vegas.
