Viktor glanced down at the left bag and pulled out the bottle of cheap vodka whilst then getting to make the molotov. Pulling out a wick from the inside of his jacket and then securing it to the inside of the bottle, the Brit made sure it would ignite as soon as the tip was lit with his lighter.
"This will fuck them up, mate. Just watch."
Finishing off the molotov whilst using his free arm to hold onto Vars, Viktor managed to make it near one-handed as he flicked open his lighter and lit the tip of the wick watching to make sure it touched the vodka. Then the flames were licking at the neck of the bottle as he turned to face the cop car, throwing it towards the front of the car. A direct hit onto the radiator as it smashed and exploded in flame with a loud crack and hiss.
"Fuck yes!"
The punk was pleased. Would the others notice what was going on? Probably not since both the Fin and Dane had shot off with their lovers on the back. The cop car beeped loudly and then one of the cops leant out of the car with a megaphone, yelling for the bike to stop. He also had a gun in his hand.
"Shit---I think the cop's got a gun on us, mate."
The car slowed a little as the radiator was now on fire. Then, it stalled as the engine cut out. Viktor laughed as it went smashing headfirst into the side of the highway, buckling the suspension and then exploding in a sheet of flame. Time to get the hell out of there.
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Date: 2021-05-19 07:38 pm (UTC)From:"This will fuck them up, mate. Just watch."
Finishing off the molotov whilst using his free arm to hold onto Vars, Viktor managed to make it near one-handed as he flicked open his lighter and lit the tip of the wick watching to make sure it touched the vodka. Then the flames were licking at the neck of the bottle as he turned to face the cop car, throwing it towards the front of the car. A direct hit onto the radiator as it smashed and exploded in flame with a loud crack and hiss.
"Fuck yes!"
The punk was pleased. Would the others notice what was going on? Probably not since both the Fin and Dane had shot off with their lovers on the back. The cop car beeped loudly and then one of the cops leant out of the car with a megaphone, yelling for the bike to stop. He also had a gun in his hand.
"Shit---I think the cop's got a gun on us, mate."
The car slowed a little as the radiator was now on fire. Then, it stalled as the engine cut out. Viktor laughed as it went smashing headfirst into the side of the highway, buckling the suspension and then exploding in a sheet of flame. Time to get the hell out of there.