"Almost 8 fucking 30, every fucking morning, how the hell does he function this early" Kevin groans to no one as he rolls out of bed, still wearing the same clothes from last night. He grabs a mostly empty bottle of beer off of his night stand, slams whats left, and pats his clothes looking for his cigarettes and lighter. After seeing both of them sitting on his night stand, he lights one, puts the pack and lighter in his jeans, grabs his hat, and heads out the door. As he is leaving he grabs his last beer from the fridge and begins to drink it to help silence his pounding head. As he walks down the street towards the garage that Jonathan had entered a police officer drives by and stops to scold Kevin about drinking in public. In response Kevin chugs the last half of the beer, and slams the empty bottle into a near by garbage can before continuing on. (ooc I think that if anyone talks to someone else in the rp, it might be a good idea to work it out through pm and post it all at once, that way there is no waiting for a reply and keeps the flow of the story better )

Thanks to @Herzog for the example poster

@Herzog great job on it, I like it

I would be fine with a fresh start.

Quick update, a new role has been added, Lead Mechanic, the role is occupied by @Herzog

I would like to welcome @Herzog to Underground Racing.

Kevin stares at the masked woman dead in the eyes and tells her "No, you already have my wallet, there is 500 dollars in there, I am not giving you my keys." He takes a look at the glowing briefcase, then at Stewart as he goes to take another sip of his coffee. As he puts his coffee down everyone hears the gunshot go off. Taking advantage of the short distraction Kevin smashes his coffee cup against the masked woman's head, grabbing her gun and shooting the window so he can jump out, making sure he grabs his wallet before he takes off. After jumping through the window he sees Michael and his gang leaving with a dead body in there wake, Kevin decides to just leave this one alone, and to head over to the chop shop to make sure that the final preparations for tonight's job go according to plan. He jogs back to the garage where he parked his mustang earlier, and takes off in a matte black BMW M3 with blacked out windows and a blue underglow.

I'll make sure there are some cold brews in the fridge

If I am honest there are probably a hundred different cars I would want to have, but those are my top three

Probably a old mustang, bmw m3, Ford raptor

Name: Kevin McNabbDOB: 9/17/1993 (22 as of making this)From (City, Country): Abbotsford, CanadaAppearance (Body, Face): 5'10, Muscular, Medium length messy brown hair, Bright blue eyes, StubbleAttire: In the summer/spring a pair of shorts and a plain t-shirt, when it gets colder a pair of blue jeans and a red plaid flannel jacketJob: Racer/MechanicDetail of House: A small house with a large garage outfitted with the tools to work on his cars Detail of Car/ Vehicle: 1969 Ford mustang gt fastback dark green with a black racing strip, A matte black BMW M3 with blacked out windows, and many more for various jobs Personality: Easy going most of the time, but has a serious temper if his cars are messed with, has a distrust of copsBackground: Kevin McNabb (Born Kevin McMillan) grew up in a suburb Abbotsford British Columbia, where from a young age he had a interest in cars. By age ten his dad had taught him how to do some basic work on cars such as a oil change. When he entered high school at age 14, he took mechanics and quickly rose to the top of the class, and by age 16 he had completely rebuilt a cars engine. At age 17 he got his drivers licence, followed by his first speeding ticket three days later. During the last half of grade twelve he got a job at a local mechanics, helping out with odd jobs in the shop after school. After he graduated he was offered a full time position at the garage. During that summer a close friend of his introduced him to street racing, which he then quickly excelled at. A week after turning 21 he was offered a spot in the biggest race in north america, starting in Calgary Alberta, going all the way down to Mexico City. With over 200 people taking part in the race he knew that he needed a better car for this race, and proceeded to borrow 50 thousand dollars to cover his entry, and buying/modifying a new car. He had borrowed the money from some people you wouldn't want to owe 50 cents to. The grand prize for the race was 750,000 dollars, and he knew that he could win it. While driving between Denver and Colorado Springs, the police began to chase him, with the chase going on for close to a hour, when Kevin lost control of his car going over 150 km/h. The car flipped close to a dozen times according to witnesses, but due to the roll cage that had been added in Kevin managed to come out relatively uninjured. Upon leaving the car, a trigger happy officer thought he was going to try to run and proceeded to shoot him in the shoulder. After spending a year and a half in prison for reckless driving, street racing, and several other charges, the people that Kevin had borrowed the money from came looking for him, so that is when he changed his name to Kevin McNabb and moved to the island of Identity.

Thats great to hear, there are just a few questions to answer at

After hearing the masked couple yelling, after checking his watch, with a look that says I don't have time for this Kevin grabs his wallet from his rear pocket and throws it on the counter, then returning to his coffee.

After parking his car in a garage, Kevin steps out as the Harleys go past and checks his watch. He pulls out a pack of cigarettes, and lights one with his zippo as he makes his way to a diner two blocks down the road.

Drifting around the corner in his 1969 mustang gt, with police sirens nearby and ac/dc blasting through the stereo and out the open window, Kevin notices Stewart playing guitar and wonders why he is in this part of town, before serving and barley avoiding Marcus as he crosses the street.

I am happy to announce @JackReacher has joined Underground Racing

A quick update, vehicles for jobs will be provided to anyone who is a part of one, and for anyone representing Underground at a race not put on by us.

I feel like it would add a interesting bit of rp into the game, so I vote yes

Mercedes AMG GT 1969 Ford Mustang GT Ford F150 Raptor Ford F250 Raptor SUV BMW M5

I recently had a few ideas when it comes to stealing cars, and as that is one of the things I plan on doing in Identity, I thought I would share them and see what everyone else thought. 1. Swapping license plates from a similar car It would make it easier for someone to get past the cops if they didnt get caught either taking the plates or putting them on. 2. Chop shops If someone could successfully get a stolen car to a chop shop, they could have the VIN and other identification numbers removed/altered to make the car "clean". This last one isnt so much about stealing cars but driving them, is a radar detector. If a car was outfitted with one of these it could allow the driver a warning before driving through a cop radar trap allowing them to slow down and avoid getting caught, and to balance it they could be made illegal. Those are just some ideas of mine, I would love to hear any criticism or suggestions about them.

what would happen in real life, the person who committed the crime would go to jail if found out.

D.O.B, 9/17/93 Occupation, Racer/Mechanic Height, 5'10 Weight, ~170 Physique, Muscular Backstory, Kevin McNabb (Born Kevin McMillan) grew up in a suburb Abbotsford British Columbia, where from a young age he had a interest in cars. By age ten his dad had taught him how to do some basic work on cars such as a oil change. When he entered high school at age 14, he took mechanics and quickly rose to the top of the class, and by age 16 he had completely rebuilt a cars engine. At age 17 he got his drivers licence, followed by his first speeding ticket three days later. During the last half of grade twelve he got a job at a local mechanics, helping out with odd jobs in the shop after school. After he graduated he was offered a full time position at the garage. During that summer a close friend of his introduced him to street racing, which he then quickly excelled at. A week after turning 21 he was offered a spot in the biggest race in north america, starting in Calgary Alberta, going all the way down to Mexico City. With over 200 people taking part in the race he knew that he needed a better car for this race, and proceeded to borrow 50 thousand dollars to cover his entry, and buying/modifying a new car. He had borrowed the money from some people you wouldn't want to owe 50 cents to. The grand prize for the race was 750,000 dollars, and he knew that he could win it. While driving between Denver and Colorado Springs, the police began to chase him, with the chase going on for close to a hour, when Kevin lost control of his car going over 150 km/h. The car flipped close to a dozen times according to witnesses, but due to the roll cage that had been added in Kevin managed to come out relatively uninjured. Upon leaving the car, a trigger happy officer thought he was going to try to run and proceeded to shoot him in the shoulder. After spending a year and a half in prison for reckless driving, street racing, and several other charges, the people that Kevin had borrowed the money from came looking for him, so that is when he changed his name to Kevin McNabb and moved to the island of Identity.