6/10

"Like I said, cops I can handle" *Kevin flicks the cigarette into the ocean* "What I am interested in is having the cops ignore one car during the race, but if you can't do that, I understand, just like you must understand that my drivers are very busy people"

*Kevin hangs up his phone and heads home, falling asleep almost immediately. He wakes up at 6am, no longer able to sleep, and heads off to the shop after getting cleaned up a bit first, arriving at 7. When Kevin walks in, his head Mechanic is already hard at work* "Jesus dude, what time do you get here at" "630, I know you really want the car ready as soon as possible so I figured I could get a solid head start on the final touches, the tuning guys should be here soon" "Lets get that exhaust done soon then" *After installing the new exhaust, almost on cue, the tuning guys show up* "I am sure you guys got the brief, but I have a race in a few days, I need this car as close to 600 hp as you can get it without going over" "Give us a little bit of time and we will get this thing purring" *After working on the cars computer for a hour, the BMW is rolled back onto the dyno, and tested* "It is reading 593 hp" "That is perfect, lets get the front splitter, the rear diffuser, and the spoiler on this thing, along with a final surprise I have, and lets get it to the docks for testing" *After spending a hour installing the aerodynamic kits, Kevin goes over to one final unmarked box* "And now for the surprise" *Kevin pulls out a large blue bottle* "We need to hide this in the car, make it so that it is nearly impossible to find" *After messing around for a hour or so, the Nitrous Oxide System is installed in a way that makes it extremely difficult to find without the use of tools to take parts of the car apart, with the button hidden among the other buttons on the dashboard. The time is 1230* "Lets get my girl down to the docks and run some tests on it" *The team loads the BMW onto a trailer, hitched behind the mechanics truck, and everyone drives down to the docks, and by the time they get there and car is unloaded, the time is 130 pm* "Right, so we are just going to test your shift timing, and try to wear in the clutch a bit, so just drive around for a bit, get a feeling for the handling, and the computer will tell us everything we need to know about how the car is performing" *Kevin turns the car over, and just listens to the sound that the custom exhaust system makes as the computer is set up to take technical readings from the engine* "Off you go" *Kevin takes off, weaving through the lanes of containers, and almost immediately feels like he isn't getting enough power, after a few minutes he drives back to get the readings* "The power just isn't there right now" *The tuning guys study the readings on the computer* "You are shifting way to early, this car is going to excel at the high end revs. I know you are worried about doing damage, but this engine could hit 8000 revs, and you would still have room, trust us on this and give it a try" *Kevin sets off again, letting the engine build revs for a longer period of time before coming back, and as he makes his way back, he notices a Harley heading over to the near by pier. Kevin parks the car, and gets out* "I need you guys to find out just how high I can safely rev her, I have a business meeting to attend" *Kevin gets into his truck and drives over to the pier, arriving at 201, parks, and walks to the end to talk with Michael* "You want drivers, you came to the right person, but I can handle cops without a issue. However, if you can get them to ignore one car in a race, then I will gladly work with you"

*630am Sunday, Kevin wakes up, gets cleaned up from the night before, and gets dressed in a dark grey button up shirt, a pair of dark jeans, and heads out to start the days race. He pulls up in his truck, gets out and gives a quick speech to the group of racers milling around the starting point* "You all should already know the rules, but it doesn't mean I wont go over them again. The course goes all around the island. There is no set route so long as you get the required amount of kilometers on your odometer. Avoid contact with your other racers as best you can, I understand that shit happens, but don't be taking people out on purpose. This is an endurance race as much as anything, so don't expect any sympathy from me if you lose because you fucked up your refueling. Get to your cars, and go when the flag is dropped" *Kevin gets in his truck and sets off as a cacophony of engine noise is heard as the drivers set off on the race. Kevin goes to the parts shop where Jon is waiting for him. Kevin parks in the loading bay, where his truck bed is loaded to capacity with wooden crates. Once the load is secured Kevin says farewell to Jon before heading to the chop shop. After parking his truck inside of the garage, Kevin notices that the head mechanic is already there, working on the BMW* "You got here early" "It's been a while since I have had a project like this to work on" "That is great news, I haven't heard when the race is, but we need to be ready for at the very earliest Wednesday night so lets get to work, I want the weight reduction done, along with the roll cage tonight" *After working for a few hours, almost the entire interior of the car is stripped, leaving only the dash and steering wheel intact. The two of them install the two racing seats with harnesses, then get to work removing the hood and the doors. Once the hood/doors are removed, they begin installing the custom carbon fiber roll cage, before unloading the crates from the truck, pulling out four custom carbon fiber doors, as well as a custom carbon fiber hood. The head mechanic turns to Kevin* "You where not kidding when you said weight saving" "Why else did you think I got a single clutch tranny instead of a duel, that alone saved like 100kg, this thing is going to go like a bat out of fucking hell, which reminds me, did you remove the air conditioner?" "I did, I figured you where going for as many hp as you could" "Good call" *After spending a few more hours on the car, the two of them take a break to eat* "So, what do you think he will be running" "If I had to guess, some sort of Porsche, business men like him think they make good race cars, he might take the lazy route and pick a Ferrari, something like a 458 has under 600. I do hope he chooses a older Porsche though, those things are fucking suicide to drive, the engine over the rear wheels cause massive, unpredictable over-steer, either way my girl here should be good enough for me to run laps around him. I think it is time to run this beast on the dyno" *Kevin and the mechanic finish eating, and strap the BMW onto the rolling road, and run the tests* "Fucking hell man, I am reading 579 hp" *A smile comes across Kevin's face* "Shit, we could probably break 600 if we wanted easy, I have never had to tell the tuning guys to not go full out before" *They move the car back onto the lift, and bring it a few feet off the ground. They take the suspension apart, install the custom lowered kit, and put on a custom set of lightweight racing wheels/tires. They lower the car, admiring the handywork. The time is 11pm* "Great job today, now go home, there isn't very much left to do, but lets get it done early so we can get some tuning, and some driving done" "Night boss" *Kevin's phone rings, a unlisted number* "I can handle some cops, but you have my interest, what kind of work do you have in mind" ((Waiting for @Herzog to reply))

*Kevin drives off back to his apartment, his mind buzzing with ideas. Once he is back home, he calls up one of his drivers* "I need you to put a package together for me of all of the race courses we run through the city and give it to Jack, make sure to tell him to bring it to my apartment, thanks" *Kevin takes off his jeans and t-shirt, and flops on his bed, falling asleep before his head even hits the pillow. Kevin wakes up at 230pm, takes a quick shower, and walks out into his living room wearing a fresh shirt and pair of board shorts, there sitting on his coffee table is a manila folder with the courses he had requested. He goes through all of the courses, selecting three for Rosso to choose from* "This guy is just a business man, he will probably go for raw power, maybe a low weight car, most likely stock, or stock compared to mine, so lets make sure he has to go around some corners" *Kevin grabs a note card and a pen, and writes out three days, Wednesday, Thursday, or Saturday, with three times on each, the ones for Wednesday and Thursday being 9pm,10pm, or 11pm, with the Three for Saturday being 3pm, 5pm, or 9pm. Kevin paperclips the three routes and the card with the dates and times together, writes his phone number on the front of the folder, and heads down to the street, where he hops in his Ford Ranger and sets off. He stops at the Prestige Motorsports dealership where he drops off the folder with the front desk, telling the person working there to give it to the owner, and he sets off again, stopping at a nearby parts shop* "Hey Jon, did my parts come in yet" "Some of them did, your new tranny and the turbos are here, but the rest should be here tomorrow, I guess the shipment was delayed" "Alright thanks, I will pull my truck around back so we can get the parts loaded up" *Kevin gets in his truck and brings it to the loading bay, where they put a wooden crate in the bed, strapping it down. Kevin then grabs the two turbo charger boxes, placing them in the back of the cab. After double checking that the crate in the back is secure, Kevin sets off back to the chop shop. Once he is there he calls up his head mechanic* "I know that it is Saturday, but I need you to come down to the shop as soon as you can, I have a big project I need finished as soon as we can get it done" *By the time that the mechanic arrives, Kevin has set up a ramp leading from the bed of his truck down to the ground inside of the shop, and has set up a large arrangement of parts near the BMW, including the two new turbo chargers* "So, what is this big project" "We need to finish my car as soon as we can. I just ordered a pizza if you haven't had dinner yet, so while we wait for it to arrive, call everyone and tell them the shop is closed for a few days, and once you are done that lets get this unloaded" "On it boss" *As the mechanic is making calls, the pizza Kevin ordered shows up and gets payed for just as the mechanic finishes up the last call* "Lets get this unloaded, it doesn't way to much, but I cannot risk any damage right now, there wouldn't be anytime to get a new one shipped" *The two of them unload the crate and pull the transmission out, adding it to the collection of parts* "So here is what we need to get done" *Kevin says between bites of pizza* "I want the tranny, driveshaft, and the turbos done tonight, if we have time lets get the suspension done. The rest of the parts I ordered should be in tomorrow, Jon is going to open up just for me so I can grab them, so after the race starts tomorrow, I am coming back here to continue working" "Well, what are we waiting for, lets get to work" *After working for 6 hours the time is 9pm, the two of them come out from under the car, both wiping transmission fluid off of there hands. Kevin goes over to the lift controls and lowers the car onto the ground. Once the car is lowered they open the hood and set off removing the old turbos. Once they are removed, the two of them start working on getting the new turbos fitted* "I have been meaning to ask, whats up with the different turbo sizes" "Turbo lag, the small one spools up quickly giving me power quicker, while the larger turbo takes longer to spool up, but should give me a lot more power. The amount of work I have already put into this engine I was getting around 530 hp, I am hoping after these turbos are on to see around 560, 570. Once all the parts are on, we will get your computer guy in to fine tune the cpu system, I am aiming for 590 hp, although for this race I have coming up I cannot have more than 600. I am hoping for a shit load of torque as well, stoke we are looking at 400 lbs-ft" *After a few more hours work, the turbos are installed, with the engine running properly* "Lets call it, its 1am, get some sleep, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow" "See you tomorrow boss" *Kevin makes sure the shop is locked up before he heads home, passing out still wearing his clothes*

*A cocky smile comes across Kevin's face* "A race, well if we are going to race, there will need to be some rules. To start, I don't own any super cars or anything like that, so lets keep it to under 600 horse power. I will send someone over in the next day or so with a few race routes for you to choose from, then you can take however long to learn them, but know this, I know this city better than just about anyone, so no shortcuts. I still need a few days myself to finish my racing car, so you can take that time to prepare anything you want" *Kevin turns to get into his car* "Oh and this car cost me 150k brand new, I didn't touch the engine on this beast, she is my show car after all" *Kevin turns the engine on and revs it a few times*

"Wow, someone ripped you the fuck off, I have the same size engine in here that produces more power, and I can actually stop it without needing a fucking runway when I am on the highway. I would hate to try and park that thing in a fucking empty parking lot. My fucking beamer that cost 70k produces more power without draining my wallet from having to pay for gas"

*Kevin is taken back by the outburst from Elexis, before turning back to Rosso* "If you know that I have a shop, then you must know the kind of cars that get worked on in there, so you must know that if someone tried to rob my shop they would have a much larger problem than the cops. And just because you where in you lane doesn't mean jack shit to me, you blew through a stop sign, my tires are probably ruined from having to brake so hard, and it is a fucking miracle that you didn't kill some one driving that piece of shit that fucking fast" *Kevin finally notices all the guns* "Fucking hell"

*As Kevin is driving he sees a Escalade go flying past, forcing him to slam on the brakes, while hitting the down shift paddle rapidly* "Fucking asshole" *Kevin cranks the steering wheel and sets of following the Escalade, and once in front of the dealership, Kevin gets out and starts yelling at Rosso, ignoring everything else going on* "Whats the big fucking rush all about, you could of fucking killed me with your shitty fucking driving"

*Kevin tosses the now empty energy drink can into a near by trash can before stepping out from under the car. He grabs a nearby rag and tries to wipe some of the oil off of his hands. He walks over to the fridge sitting in the corner and opens it up* "Fucking score" *Kevin pulls out a fresh energy drink and cracks it as he hears the Harleys ride past. He drinks some of the energy drink as he walks over to a counter near his car, puts it down, and resumes his work under the car. After two more hours work, one of the mechanics who work for Kevin walk into the garage* "Hey man, I saw your car outside, what are you doing here?" *Kevin moves from under the car, looking at the mechanic* "What are you doing here, it's like 3 in the morning, and a Saturday" "I came in to clean the shop up a bit, and it is just after 7. Have you been here all night?" "I got here just after midnight, I guess I got a bit caught up in my work. Don't worry about cleaning up the shop, go enjoy your weekend" "Alright, I will catch you later" *The mechanic walks out of the shop, leaving Kevin alone once again. Kevin wipes his hands off on the now oily rag before finishing off the energy drink. He then goes into the employee washroom, where he cleans his hands off. After he is done that, he walks back into the garage, looks around, and being satisfied he heads out the door, making sure that the door is locked. He gets into his Mercedes and heads off in the direction of the Prestige Motorsports dealership*

*Kevin finishes off the last bit of whiskey as he watches the bikers leave the bar, he pays his tab, and leaves. He gets in his car and drives to a near by gas station where he tops off his cars gas, and buys a energy drink, and heads off. After driving for a few minutes, enjoying the break from the harsh summer sun, Kevin arrives at the Underground Chop Shop. Kevin parks his Mercedes outside, gets out, unlocks the front door, and heads inside, locking the door behind him. He walks through the mostly empty shop over to Kevin's prized car, a matte black BMW M3, sitting on lift. As Kevin is walking over to the stereo, he hears what sounds like a gunshot* "Fucking kids with firecrackers" *Kevin puts on some music, wheels a large tool box over near the car and sets off to work, stopping on occasion to drink some of his energy drink*

*Kevin looks over to his right to see two of the bikers pull ahead of the pack, keeping pace with him* "I guess they really want to play" *Kevin unleashes all 510 hp with a mighty roar from the 6.2 v8, easily pulling away from the bikers, allowing him to pull back into the proper lane. Driving through the streets at over 150 km/h, Kevin smiles as buildings go past him in a blur. Kevin sees a set of lights rapidly approaching, he starts braking hard, killing off most of his speed. As he approaches the lights at a much slower speed, they turn green. Seeing a opportunity to have some fun, Kevin begins to turn through the intersection to the right, before hammering the accelerator, entering a effortless drift around the corner. Not far up the road Kevin sees the pub that he and his friends often meet up in. Craving a drink, Kevin pulls in, parking his car near the exit. Kevin heads inside and sits down at the bar, ordering a whiskey on the rocks*

"For fucks sake" *Kevin closes the car door before driving to the middle of the party, gets out and yells over the music* "Here is the deal" *The music dies down* "I have just been told that there will be some cops coming by, they think that there is some gang activity going on. While you don't have to leave, if you are racing on Sunday, I would suggest it. Have a good night everyone, and best of luck to the racers if I don't see you before Sunday" *Kevin gets back into his car and begins to drive off as a majority of people get ready to leave. As Kevin hits the road, he rolls down his window, and turns up his sound system, the sub-woofers shaking the whole car playing rap music. Kevin sees a large group of motorcycles driving down the road in front of him, and he doesn't see anyone in the opposite lane, so he pulls into the other lane, and down shifts as he slams on the accelerator, causing the V8 engine to roar*

*Kevin notices Elexis walking towards his car through the tire smoke, he brings the car to a stop and opens the door, music blasting from the custom sound system, with more purple light pouring from the interior onto the freshly marked asphalt* "I know that look, Underground is finally back racing, and I am in a good mood, so what has gone wrong?"

Due to the interest in the rp going down, I am going to be starting a new one fresh, nothing previous matters 11pm, middle of summer *A matte black Mercedes-Benz C63 Black series with purple underglow slowly drives into a multi-story parking garage, and drives up to the top level. As the car gets closer to the top, loud music begins to be heard, once at the top, the car drives between rows of heavily modified cars and trucks. Once at the end of the row, the car is parked, and out steps Kevin McNabb. Kevin pulls a pack of smokes out of his car, lighting one before tossing the pack back in the car. As he walks away from his car, he spots the Assistant Leader for Underground, so he walks over to him* "Jack, good to see you again, it has been a while" "Hey Kevin, I thought you said you were quitting smoking, that shit is going to kill you one of these days" "The way I look at it is that most everything in my life is in a race to kill me, so fuck it, may as well enjoy it while it lasts. Speaking of that" *Kevin walks into the middle of the cars, when the music dies down* "Listen up, on Sunday morning we are having the biggest race in the history of Underground. Over 200 racers going all the way around the island, with a grand prize of over 300 grand. A lot of people are taking this race very serious, they are at home right now trying to sleep, and then there are the ones that are here tonight, the ones that say fuck the consequences, the ones that say it's Friday night, and I am going to have a good time. To those people, I salute you, lets shake these buildings to the fucking ground!" *Kevin walks back over to his car as the music starts up again, flicking his cigarette butt over the railing. He gets in the car and starts it, driving it to a open area of the garage where he starts revving the engine up, before starting to do donuts*

*Kevin is sitting on the hood of his car sipping his beer when Jonathan comes back* "Tell me about it, some of the drivers I have working for me are total morons, but they can race, so what can you to do about it"

"Thanks man, if it wasn't for this fucking thing" *Kevin says, motioning to the cast on his left wrist* "I would of had more of a choice for what to be driving in today"

"You just read my mind" *Kevin says, accepting the cigarette* "So, what do you think of my ride" *Kevin motions to the Impala sitting behind him*

*Kevin looks over to Rosso, passed out in the passengers seat* "I don't think he is quite up for a drink, but after I drop him off I will make sure to swing by. I have to go, I think that there are some cops up ahead, and it would be really embarrassing to be pulled over for this" *Kevin hangs up the phone once Michael finishes talking. After a relatively uneventful drive, Kevin takes Rosso back to his house, and after dropping him off he heads over to the Bad Company Rangers clubhouse

*Kevin answers the phone as he is driving* "Things are going good gramps, I was released from the hospital today, and upgraded my wheels" *Kevin laughs as he accelerates, the big block v8 letting out a throaty roar* "I am just giving a stranded friend a ride back to the city"

"Holy shit, I guess I missed out on a lot when I was in the hospital" *Kevin has a sudden 'oh shit' look come over his face* "If you have anything to get together I need to make a phone call, then I will drop you off in civilization" *Kevin turns, pulls out his phone and calls Michael, it goes straight to voicemail* "Hey man, I meant to call you back a lot sooner. It's a bit late, and I am out of the city pretty far, but how about I take you up on that beer tomorrow? Anyways, see you around"

8/10

"Not a whole lot, I just got out of the hospital, and I realized that you and Elexis where stranded out here without a car, so I figured I would come by and offer you a lift back to the city"

*Kevin wakes up, still in the hospital, the same day that Elexis is at the docks. Kevin grabs the crutches beside his bed and head down to the cafeteria to grab breakfast. As he sits down, his doctor sits across from him* "Figured I would find you down here" "What else can I say doc, I am a driver, I go nuts if I am in the same place for to long" "Well then, I have some fantastic news for you, we just have a few tests to run to be sure, but there is a very good chance that you will be getting that cast off your leg, and be out of here" "That is some great news" *Kevin starts eating, using his good hand for most of the work* "Your wrist will still be a few more weeks before that is fully healed, and you ribs will hurt for a while, you will have to take it easy so they can heal properly" "Trust me, that was going to be my plan, more healing or not" "I know that you have had issues with drugs in the past, so you will be given a small amount of weak painkillers to help, but I want you to go to physio, make sure that everything heals properly" "I appreciate the concern, but when can we get these tests done" "As soon as you finished your breakfast" *Kevin finishes up his breakfast, and is taken for x-rays to see if he has healed enough to be let out. After waiting for what feels like a life time for the results, the doctor comes out to speak with Kevin* "I have some good news, we can get that cast off of your leg, although I must insist that you use at the very least a cane to let it finish healing. Your ribs and wrist still need more time, but we can release you today" "That is fantastic news" *After the cast on his leg is removed, Kevin is checked out, he goes over to the smokers area after calling for a car to pick him up, Kevin bums a cigarette, and stands in the sunlight, waiting for the car. Kevin has the car drop him off at his garage, and he heads inside to get a car. As he is walking through to choose a car, he realizes that he can't drive a standard car, due to the cast on his right wrist* "Well shit, I guess that that has made the decision for me then" *Kevin walks over to his only car that is a proper automatic, his 1964 Chevy Impala SS Convertible. After leaving his garage, he heads over to the scrap yard where his wrecked truck is sitting, waiting for him to stop by and grab anything that he wanted out of it. After getting there, Kevin talks to the operator, and convinces him to let him save the truck from being crushed. After convincing him, Kevin calls a tow truck to take it back to the Underground chop shop. Once the truck is delivered, Kevin heads along the seaside, back to Rosso's beach house. Once there, Kevin parks the car and rings the doorbell*

The reason that the devs don't want to put aircraft in is so that the island doesn't feel small, which I feel is a very fair reason. The devs have said that they may implement them at some point in the future. If you wish to find out more you can use the search function and find many other posts on the topic.