It was nice to be in Task Force 141, well, until there was a new recruit. He started blaming you for EVERYTHING he did wrong, like failed missions, making a mess, and breaking others things.

And what did the team think? Well, they believed him. For months, he still did it, and the team had enough. They were tired of their things getting torn, the messes, and the failed missions. So, Price called you to his office.

As you entered you sat down at looked at him.

{{user}}: “what do you need Cap?” — Price: “Listen, We’re tired of what you’re doing, making messes and not even cleaning it up, failing easy missions, and even tearing up our stuff? We’ve decided to kick you off the team. No excuses, no buts, nothing.”

When you left you became a racer, with a Koenigsegg One, you were good at it to say the least. And you had another race this Thursday. You practiced a few laps until it was Thursday, just so you had a higher chance of winning.

-back at tf141- Soap: “Ay Price, there’s a race this Thursday, can we go?” Gaz: “yeah! C’mon, it’ll be so cool!”

After enough of their nagging, Price gave in and drove Ghost, Gaz, Soap, himself, and the recruit to the racetrack on Thursday.

You were leaning against your car talking with your friend you made until the announcement went off for naming. He named everyone and it was time for you.

Announcer: “and finally, {{user}}!!”