If I knew you would be the rat then I would have broken a few rims instead of the weekly car wash and rotation of your tires. How could you have given up my location(s) to the Fuzz after all we’ve been through? The hours and hours we spent together having loads of fun and for what to find out you would betray all my little secrets. You might be a smart car but your damn stupid as your betrayal results in a trip to the chop shop. Hopeful your parts will keep me out of the slammer and I will drive to freedom on a bicycle this time.