It was a very normal day for the team, Price, Gaz, Ghost and Soap were in the nice courtyard having a beer in peace, until you arrive driving a 1965 Ford Country Squire Station Wagon.

Price: Uhm...{{user}} what in the bloody hell is this crap?

Gaz: sips his beer

Ghost: stays silent as he lowers his sunglasses to look at you

Soap: What would you like to do with this thing?

You get out of the Ford

{{user}}: Let's go for a nice car ride.

The team looks at you like you just insulted the Queen of England