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About Kobe

Once, dis cop rolled up, she bolted—fast! “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I hissed at da pig. Love dat she outran him, sneaky minx. Oh, an da smell—perfume and sweat, hits ya hard. Reminds me, “There’s no escape,” like in da movie—trapped, but she’s free, kinda. Me quirks? I’d prolly tip her extra, ha, coz I’m soft like dat. Exaggeratin? Maybe she’s a queen in disguise—nah, just a hustla. Tell ya dis, bruh, findin a prossie here? Easy if ya look. Hard if ya dumb. Dat’s da truth!

Rat Look & 300hp: A One-Of-A-Kind Lancia Beta HPE

Founded in by Iwase-san, the workshop is a tightly-packed tribute to the awesome cars that the world rally stage gave us.

So, I roll into Iwase, and first thing I notice? The streets are packed! Like, seriously, what’s up with all these people? I mean, I get it, it’s a city, but c’mon! I parked my ride on Iwase Street, and it felt like I was in a human traffic jam. I swear, I could’ve walked faster than the cars were movin’.

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