Who: Mike O'Hare & Jimmy Wise
What: In the garage
When: Thursday afternoone
Where: The Garage
Rating: TBD likely high
Status: Closed / Incomplete



Mike loved the gang, always had. They were his family, and it had been part of his life for as long as he could remember. Still the man savored the quiet moments as well; the times when he had the garage all to himself. The time when he could just work on his car, drink a few cold beers, and listen to music. Most of the boys were off for the day, prepping for the race coming up tomorrow night. So with the place cleared out O'Hare took full advantage of the moment and got to work under the hood of his race car. For nearly an hour he worked and checked every inch of Beast; replacing or fixing the handful of things that he knew needed handling. At last when they heavier tasks were ticked off the list the man sat inside the vehicle, just closing his eyes for a moment and slowly sipping on his beer.

Life had gotten complicated of late thanks to the growing tension between the gangs, but for the most part Rigs had managed to steer clear of that mess. No longer a captain, he was free to take it easy. Oh he still did a few jobs, still ran a small crew of his own from time to time, but for the most part Mike just helped out around the shop, or earned cash by racing. With the wedding coming up he had been saving as much as he could; wanting to have a sweet nest egg already there for when he and Jimmy tied the knot. Just thinking about her, picturing her smile and sporting his ring, had a grin tugging at his lips. There was always more wedding plans that needed to be discussed, but honestly all he cared about was that she had said yes.