Meanwhile, on the other side of town

[tenor saxophone]

While watching from across the street, Emer wondered who on earth these people were, to be pretending to shoot each other, while others just sat by and watched, obviously not seeing anything weird about the scene atall. Vaguely, she wondered if she'd had too much to drink last night.

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[Chris Wesley]

Chris Laughed. The grenade launcher/M16 Assault rifle was an oldie but a goodie. He dove out of the way, the blast shockwave sending him further than intended. He landed on the side of the road, right next to his brand new Audi S3 1.8L supercharged Turbo 4WD. It was time for a different course of action.

He jumped in while clarke was reloading his gun, and sped off, taking the first onramp onto the motorway. Hopefully Clarke would follow.

[danielwoodfield]

Clarke was sick of this shit. He ran over to his white GTR skyline and grabbed his M16 with M203 attached and pointed it at Chris. "That is enough of your shit. All I wanted to do was give you a ride in my car! Now it has come to this!!" Clarke let 3 grenade rounds fly toward the house, 2 going drasticly off target and smashing through a window of the house, the third aimed right at Chris's feet. Just to make sure, he emptied the magazine of the m16 in the same direction. A smirk crept back onto his face.

[danielwoodfield]

Clarke found this highly amusing. Chris dove like a scalded cat into his car and shamefully putted away. Clarke floored the gas on the skyline and the chase was on. Clarke reached down and armed the Nitrous solenoid, and he was now ready for anything the scum in front of him may attempt. As another precaution he ensured that the Desert Eagle beside him was fully loaded.

[Chris Wesley]

Chris looked in his rear view mirror. Clarke was nowhere to be seen. So, to keep things interesting, he slowed down to 50k, until he saw clarke's Skyline chugging slowly along, a huge cloud of black smoke behind it. He considered getting out and walking.

Then, a thought came to him. He voice dialled clarke's number, and spoke through the bluetooth headset once clarke picked up.

"How about we stop insulting each other's cars and have a car chase? or we could resume the fighting elsewhere if you prefer"

[danielwoodfield]

Clarke was amused by the fact that the Audi driver had obously never seen a burnout on Nitto tires before, and an evil smirk crossed his face. The Skyline then grabbed traction and sped up behind the Audi, about 2 inches off his back bumper. Clarke then changed up into second gear.