I’ll be the first to admit that I know absolutely zero about cars. Outside of the Delorean DMC-12 and the A-Team van, I generally couldn’t care less about ’em either. As long as they get me from Point A to Point B without killing me, I’m okay with that.

Vito and B-Rad, on the other hand, are all about those fancy automobiles. B-Rad drives a Benz with an AMG kit. Vito’s got a Subaru WRX STi 2.5L Turbo, AWD, Java Black Pearl colorway only offered in ’04. And the only reason I know all that is because he told me. I just think it’s nice and shiny.

While we were in Hong Kong, the guys were pointing out all the crazy cars to me, educating me on which ones were the Autobots or the Decepticons, whatever. And so when we got back, I had them take me for a spin in their respective cars. Morgan came along for the ride and was gripping the seat so hard that I think his fingerprints were embedded in the fabric.

by bobbyhundreds