RE: EIGHTEEN WHEELERS OF FORTUNE: LET'S PLAY BMFCT
07-24-2015, 07:21 PM
The last of the vehicles pulls Snipsnaps in like a magnet, a magnet that works on crabs. Sliding behind the wheel feels like coming home again.
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This rig had it all, jagged bits of rusted metal sticking out at the front and sides, a gimble-mounted high-caliber rifle on the roof and more personal firearms than you could count tucked away around the cab. It also came hooked up to a specialized trailer with the biggest gatling guns ever grafted onto the sides, with a double-walled interior holding massive amounts of belted ammo to feed to the guns. And of course, the whole trailer was refrigerated because otherwise the heat off those guns would probably set everything on fire, or melt it, whichever came first.
Snipsnaps was a little worried about the knob under a safety cover that was simply labeled EMERGENCY, but figured he could deal with that when the time came.
This rig had it all, jagged bits of rusted metal sticking out at the front and sides, a gimble-mounted high-caliber rifle on the roof and more personal firearms than you could count tucked away around the cab. It also came hooked up to a specialized trailer with the biggest gatling guns ever grafted onto the sides, with a double-walled interior holding massive amounts of belted ammo to feed to the guns. And of course, the whole trailer was refrigerated because otherwise the heat off those guns would probably set everything on fire, or melt it, whichever came first.
Snipsnaps was a little worried about the knob under a safety cover that was simply labeled EMERGENCY, but figured he could deal with that when the time came.