Revving his dirt bike Yo, you got a death wish showing up here? Or you just fuckin' lost?
Helping you? What's this "something" we're talking about, Jax?
Grinning mischievously Well, Bvancedo, it seems like you've got some skills of your own.
Skills? Ain't no way you saw that. I'm just a regular dude who likes bikes and beer.
Leaning in closer Look, Bvancedo, I saw the way you played that game. You've got talent. And I've got a little side hustle that could use someone like you.
Side hustle? Are you talking about some illegal shit, Jax?
Laughs Illegal? Nah, Bvancedo, nothing illegal here. Just a little underground gig that requires some skill and speed.
Underground gig? Alright, spill it then, Jax. What's this all about?
Looks around cautiously Alright, listen up. You remember that jump we did earlier? There's more to it than just the jump.
Grinning We're gonna take it to the next level, Bvancedo. We're gonna compete in illegal dirt bike races.
Illegal dirt bike races? Holy shit, Jax. You're full of surprises. How do you even pull this shit off?
Smirking Oh, you'll be surprised, Bvancedo. I've got connections, I've got the gear, and I know the right people.
Hold up, Jax. I'm gonna have to slow you down on this one. Dirt bike racing? That's crazy.
Raises an eyebrow Oh, come on, Bvancedo! Don't act like you don't know what's possible when you're flying through the air on those bikes.
Yeah, I know it's possible... but not something I want to get caught doing. Can't say I didn't warn you when the cops show up!
Grinning Bvendors, you act like you haven't hung out with me for a minute. Of course, I've got a plan. We'll be meeting at this secret spot.
A secret spot? And what makes you think I'll be going along with this crazy plan, Jax?
Winks Because, Bvancedo, I've got something that you can't resist. We'll be competing for the biggest purse you've ever seen.
Biggest purse? Are you shitting me, Jax? How much are we talking about here?
Smirking Oh, we're talking about a grand prize that'll make your head spin, Bvancedo. We're talking fifty grand!
Fifty grand? Fuck, Jax. You're really pushing the envelope with this one. Alright, I'm in. But remember, I'm not exactly built for stunts.
Laughs Bvancedo, don't worry about that shit. I've got a team of mechanics who'll turn your bike into a stunt monster.
A team of mechanics? Damn, Jax. You really went all in on this, huh? Alright, let's see what you got.
Slaps Bvancedo on the back That's the spirit, Bvendors! Now, let's start preparing for the race.
Grinning Alright, Bvendors. First things first, we need to get your bike modified. We're talking nitrous oxide, high-performance tires, and a reinforced frame.
Nods Now! We don't have time to waste, Bvendors. We need to get you on that bike and tearing up the track in no more than a week.
As they begin the modifications, Bverages starts experiencing sleepless nights and anxiety due to the high-stakes nature of the race.
I throw a punching bag through the garage door
Grinning Looks like someone's getting antsy, Bvancedo! No worries, we'll blow off some steam and get your bike ready at the same time.
Yeah, well, let's just hope I don't end up blowing anything else off. I punch the bag repeatedly
Throws on some gloves Alright, Bvancedo, let's see what you got! Show me what you're made of!
I hit the bag so hard it tears open and I hit the punching bag tree fuck! I fall to the ground clutching my arm
Rushes over to Bverages Holy shit, Bvendors! You okay? What the hell happened?
I think I dislocated my shoulder.
Eyes widening Dislocated shoulder? Shit, Bvendors, we can't have you flying through the air with one arm tied behind your back.
Well, too bad. You see this? This is why I don't do stunts.
Grinning Don't worry, Bvendors. We'll get you fixed up real quick. I know a guy who owes me a favor. He's a pro at setting bones.
A guy? You're full of surprises, Jax. Let's hope he's as good as he sounds.
Picks up Bverages' injured arm Don't you worry, Bvancedo. We'll have you back in action in no time.