Sorry I've been gone, all I can say is school, and my fucking medication. It triggered my dad's side of the family extreme migranes. And I am getting short term memeory loss, but hey, I'm still the tallest and strongest in my school, let alone, my age. I could bench 150LBS, and only weigh 127LBS. All I am is pure muscle, and a little bone. I also have one of the highest grades in algebra/math, so, I do have a high possibility of living my dream, being an Architecial Engineer. Sure, I'm failing english/laungue arts, but it's not my fault that slut hates me. My school is so back on budget cuts, that instead of the regular 4 math teachers, theres only 1. My locker is broken, and theres almost double the amount of students than last year, and last year was full. I gotta new knife, my dad picked it up for me. It's a Kobalt tri-blade in the cobalt blue. It has a razor blade and sergical strait blaaades on one side, and a massivly serrated blae on the other end. It can do tons of damage, and I know have a acturally working tough knife to sleep with again. Yay! This has the sharpest blades ive ever own, I cut myself gently feeling he serrations like you would if you were testing a regualar seratted pocket knife. Well, enjoy a chapter, and PLEASE give me ideas relating to this story becauses i'm ready to start the sequal, but need to finish this one first. As allways, reveiw, and have a Nice Day. Ablum:5*Stunna by Birdman
Humphrey howled in excitement as the massive amount of torque pushed him over two hundred miles per hour in the small oval track, beating his old speed record. With Kate, that was a different story. She was scared out of her mind, feeling the every molicule of dust make the tires slide slightly. Humphrey released the gas, making both of their heads almost fly throught the windsheild. He pulled into the pits, and went to his block, before turning on the engine.
"Was that exciting or what?" Humphrey asked, opening Kate's door. Kate rose, shaking slightly.
"W-why would anyone want to do that?" Kate asked, sounding scared. Humphrey chuckled.
"To be like you. Scared out of our minds and have all the adreneline going through us" Humphrey answered, rubbing her back, effetivly calming her down. "You just looked in the face of death and punched it, look at this tire. Anymore driving and we probally wouldn't be here" Humphrey pointed out. Kate chuckled.
"Now that you pointed that out, it made it a lot more exciting!" Kate said, sounding like an excited pup. Humphrey smiled.
"How about we take the truck out? That would be REALLY exciting" Humphrey said. Kate nodded. Humphrey detached the trailer, walking around the wolves watching them. He did so, and lifted Kate in the massive Chevy. He fired it up, and reached under the dash for a switch. He swithed it, and the engine made a even deeper noize, lowering the air suspention three inches. It wasn't much, but it would keep them from flipping. He shifted into drive, and spun the tires as he left. 1800 foot pounds of torpue was coursing through the fifty five inches tires, making a scarry mix. Humphrey got in the first turn, going about one hundred and ten miles per hour. The body roll was extreme because of the top heavy weight, making a high center of gravity, at one point he lifted the front left tire off the ground. Because of the tires, you could feel each and every tread pattern. After a few minutes, they decided to call it quits. Humphrey pulled in, hooked to the trailer with the Camaro inside, and they left back towards the shop. After an hour of talking about things for the pup, they arrived at the shop. Kate noticed a monster truck parked in front of the shop doors.
"What's that monster truck doing there?" Kate asked.
"It's not a monster truck, it's Overkill. This one is probally going into a retirement because of that. It's took 2 years to make that thing Kate" Humphrey said, as they both jumped out of the Silverado.
"Are you sure it's not a monster truck?" Kate asked.
"I'm sure, It's a Chevrolet Kodiak with a four and a half foot rise with fifty nine inch mud boggers" Humphrey explained. He reached in front of the front left tire, finding a pair of keys with a massive remote. He pressed a butto on the remote and four ladders came down, one for each door of the midnight black and chrome rig. "Come on, let's go see the custom interior" Humphrey said, climbing up the driver side ladder. Once he opened the door, and sat down, he realized the interior. Memory foam seats, leather everywhere, tons of inches of touch screens around him. He turned on the rig, making it let out a low grumble from the exhaust pipes that extended over the roof. The touch screens turned on, reveiling every feature. Drive train controls, throtte controls, tire monitors, blind spot monitors, everything! Then over the radio, it said something. "Welcome to Overkill" it said over the speakers, startling the couple. He revved the engine,roaring over 2000 foot pounds of torque, and 1000 hourse power. This thing is definatly what it name states, overkill.
"Let's move it so I can park the truck inside, and take this for a ride" Humphrey said, looking for the gear shifter, but found none. He looked on one of the screens, and there it was. He shifted in reverse and moved it out of the way. It took him a couple minutes to park the other truck, before climbing up the ladder back in the truck. He found the function on a screen to raise the ladders back into the body. He shifted into Road, then Overdrive. He pressed the throttle half way, spinning the four tires on the single axle. The couple grew a smile, just discovering the real power of a Duramax Deisel with a supercharger, and tuned, geared, and raised like it was suposed to be. He hit solid asphault, straitened out, and stopped. He pressed the throttle and brake at the same time, and once the engine hit 6000RPM, he released the brake, resaulting in them both sinking in the seat as the tires didn't even bother to spin, but grip. within 5 seconds, they were going 80MPH.