Remember back a few months I told you about a friend of mine who woke up next to a dead woman?
Whelp...
They're fucked.
I really, really like the Viper ACR. It's not the fastest. It's not the quickest to 60. It's not the one with the greatest downforce. It's not the most expensive. It doesn't have the highest top speed. It goes a max of like 177 mph. My BMW M6 Competition can (probably) go faster. I have cars that will theoretically hit 230 mph.
It doesn't have the greatest interior. It doesn't have the best features. It doesn't have the most gears. It doesn't have the biggest engine, best brakes, or best transmission.
And that's okay. That's just fine.
It's just VERY good at being what it is, without pretentiousness or fanfare. It's fucking awesome.
That's all it needs to be! Be awesome to drive!
and my friend is not in custody, last time I saw him he said he was leaving and I probably would not see him again.
The charges were just filed anyways though.
They're pretty good at finding people.
I'm not sure what I'd have done in his shoes. I can afford a lawyer. I can afford a whole team of lawyers.
If you do hear from him, and he's open to advice, when he gets caught make sure he says absolutely nothing other than the standard name, date of birth, and address. Beyond that, don't say a fucking thing. Nothing. Not one fucking thing. The only other thing he should say is, "I need to talk to an attorney."
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