Andrews bike purred quietly as he rolled into the practice range. He stopped the engine, Hopped off and began to shout,

"VEN! Were here! Come on out!"

"Yea man I wanted to thank you for earlier! Come out buddy!"

Victor hops off of Andrew's bike, however falls and tries to recover fast.

"Nobody saw that."

He laughs to himself. "Okay okay we should armor up for the next target, follow me".

Andrew walked along with Ven as they approached the 'shaq'. It was their own little nickname for the amory. From the outside it looked like a beaten up shack. From the inside well... it looked pretty much the same.

The 'shaq' was litterally a shack. Plenty of guns and explosives in it of course but it in itself was nothing special. As Andrew shoved open the rusted door he saw the dust particals float around the crack in the ceiling. He walked into a back room, kicked open a locker and took out a case labled 'Drew'.

"Haha, haven't seen this in a while." he laughed as he cracked it open and removed a black and white jacket with gun holsters on this inside, a pouch of custom bullets, and under a false bottom, a beautiful Barrett M82A1, an etched in sniper rifle.

Along the side of the gun ran the words:

"If this is aimed at you, Try to run."

Andrew slung the gun onto his back, threw on the jacket and placed his handguns inside of it. He walked back into the ammunition room, grabbed two grenades and a rocket launcher for his bike.

"Im ready, Lets go."

Ven ran over to a side door, kicked it open and ran down the hallway. He pushed an old typewriter out of the way then pries at the floorboards it had rested on. They come loose quickly and he pulls out a locked chest. He inserts the key and opens it up coughing heartily as a cloud of dust plummets forth. Two beautiful handcrafted miniguns are lifted from the chest as well as a shotgun.

He takes the newly acquired weaponry and runs back down the hall,

"This'll be fun!" he shouts as he attaches the machine guns to the doors of his car.

He straps the shotgun across his back, places a handgun on his leg and starts up the car. He opens the sunroof pulls off the shotgun and lets loose a shot into the air.

"Whoever gets the target wins!" he shouts and begins to peel out of the lot.

Andrew hops on his already running bike, and revvs the engines. He starts going before he even sits down. As he shoots out of the lot he pulls out the other direction. He laughs when he realizes that Vic doesn't have a ride. he quickly sends a message to Victor:

[TAKE THE OLD CHOPPER, THING STILL RUNS NEW.]

he closes his phone with a sort of jealous look on his face. he loved the Old Chopper, it was a beautiful bike that Drew himself helped to build.

Andrew sped up as he saw the black El Camino turn a corner to avoid a blocked side street. Instead of turning however, Andrew popped the bike onto a wheelie, ramped up a parked car, and leaped the blockade. As his bike revved into the night he began to howl.

Ven heard the screech go up into the air and he returned it accompanied by some gunfire. He sat back down and laughed to himself as he pulled onto the highway and flicked on the radio.

Andrew heard the reply and he cut onto the highway... right infront of a Black El Camino. He darted back and forth infront of the car, the sun was now down and the glow of the headlights was reflected beautifully on his bike. He sped up, and kept his friend close by.

Ven begins to slow down as they approach a 'CAUTION - DO NOT ENTER' sign, but Drew looks back to give him a nod.

They floor the gas and continue down a now desrted section of the road. The highway had been under construction and they approached a cliff where a new intertate was being built. Just as they got to the end they ramped over and landed, in a building site for a new mall.

Ven parked his car in the renovated lot, and looked over to Andrew.

"Nice Jump 'eh?"