Gas Guzzlers Extreme Apr 2026

"This baby will set you back fifty thousand credits," Pops said. "And that's the family discount."

"I"Bone-Crusher almost took my bumper off. What do we have in the back?" Gas Guzzlers Extreme

The engine of my 1970 Hound-dog shrieked like a banshee as I slammed it into fourth gear. Behind me, three tons of armor-plated steel belonging to a psycho named "Bone-Crusher" was trying to turn my trunk into a modern art exhibit. "This baby will set you back fifty thousand

I let Bone-Crusher get close enough to smell his burning rubber. Just as his spiked bumper was about to make contact, I pulled the lever. The miniguns roared, spitting a wall of lead directly into his grille. Smoke erupted from his hood, and he swerved hard, smashing face-first into a concrete bridge support at eighty miles per hour. Behind me, three tons of armor-plated steel belonging