Behold, the FLASHMOBILE.
1989 Crown Victoria police car converted into pure awesomeness by me.
Ladies and gentlemen, this car is the start of my nickname, Flash. It all started when I worked as a porter for Collex Collision in Warren and one of the body men started calling me Flash. The name stuck so I went with it.
I take full credit for the awesome rattle can 3-tone paint job, shotty stereo work, asshole bumper stickers, and custom dashboard fully equipped with a Smiley pin and a sticker from a porn mag multi pack.
The year of the photo shoot is 2000 and I was 18 years old. I recently found the pictures and scanned them.
As you can see, I was always a pimp.
My other sweet ride, 1987 Grand Marquis that was crushed by a tree and sold to me for $300.00. I turned around and sold it to my friend Rob for $500.00 and he replaced the back window with some Plexiglas and drove it until he accidentally used some mislabeled fuel and blew the car up with some kerosene.
1989 Crown Victoria police car converted into pure awesomeness by me.
Ladies and gentlemen, this car is the start of my nickname, Flash. It all started when I worked as a porter for Collex Collision in Warren and one of the body men started calling me Flash. The name stuck so I went with it.
I take full credit for the awesome rattle can 3-tone paint job, shotty stereo work, asshole bumper stickers, and custom dashboard fully equipped with a Smiley pin and a sticker from a porn mag multi pack.
The year of the photo shoot is 2000 and I was 18 years old. I recently found the pictures and scanned them.
As you can see, I was always a pimp.
My other sweet ride, 1987 Grand Marquis that was crushed by a tree and sold to me for $300.00. I turned around and sold it to my friend Rob for $500.00 and he replaced the back window with some Plexiglas and drove it until he accidentally used some mislabeled fuel and blew the car up with some kerosene.
