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That's awesome. I can't wait to see that in town. Those skulls kick butt
Ah a Tucson lovely![]()
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Sick they are! HahahaThat's awesome. I can't wait to see that in town. Those skulls kick butt
That's awesome. I can't wait to see that in town. Those skulls kick butt
Rhino lined to boot....I'm somewhat guilty of having apocolypse themed items, so I can't knock the guy too hard on that aspect.... And LED lights are just so damn hot right now, so yeah I can see 38 (literally, count them) as necessary....
But hood pins? Really? To me, THATS the stupid part
Oh and a follow up on it. It is a wonderful. DRAGONBALLZ themed civic . Here is a couple more pics of it.Wonderful civic
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But hood pins? Really? To me, THATS the stupid part
The fact that this thing was parked at a Wal-Mart has to adds to the back story...It's 3am and you're making your daily commute to the abandoned gas station across town, the only one with fuel that's left after the event. After gassing up and loading up on twinkies, you blow past the stop sign to head south when all the sudden a massive horde of zombies ambushes you out of nowhere (they are getting wise to your daily routine by now) and have set up a roadblock of dumpsters. You slam on the brakes. Those trash cans and zombies are the only thing keeping you from sitting comfortably back at home on the couch with your newly acquired box of twinkies. You rev your motor and dump the clutch, peeling out with one of your tires, and turn on all your extra LED lights. You slam into the first couple of zombies no problem, they tumble across your rhino-lined paint and over your windshield. The horde starts to thicken towards the middle and by the time your reach the dumpsters you're slowed way down and a loose zombie that is stuck to your bumper manages to get jammed underneath your hood and the brittle OEM hood latch decides to let go. The dumpsters contents spill into your open engine bay while simultaneously the hood busts your windshield and knocks you out. That night, you never make it home. Your brain is eaten. And you never get to finish those twinkies. All because you decided to cheap out on your build and rely on the OEM hood latch.
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The fact that this thing was parked at a Wal-Mart has to adds to the back story...
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It's 3am and you're making your daily commute to the abandoned gas station across town, the only one with fuel that's left after the event. After gassing up and loading up on twinkies, you blow past the stop sign to head south when all the sudden a massive horde of zombies ambushes you out of nowhere (they are getting wise to your daily routine by now) and have set up a roadblock of dumpsters. You slam on the brakes. Those trash cans and zombies are the only thing keeping you from sitting comfortably back at home on the couch with your newly acquired box of twinkies. You rev your motor and dump the clutch, peeling out with one of your tires, and turn on all your extra LED lights. You slam into the first couple of zombies no problem, they tumble across your rhino-lined paint and over your windshield. The horde starts to thicken towards the middle and by the time your reach the dumpsters you're slowed way down and a loose zombie that is stuck to your bumper manages to get jammed underneath your hood and the brittle OEM hood latch decides to let go. The dumpsters contents spill into your open engine bay while simultaneously the hood busts your windshield and knocks you out. That night, you never make it home. Your brain is eaten. And you never get to finish those twinkies. All because you decided to cheap out on your build and rely on the OEM hood latch.
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Just a stupid use of a car. :ybrick:
I admit I stole this off Carscoops, but it belongs here. Love the name on the wing.
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We’ve reached peak Bro-Jeep.
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