So many of you have probably played Vice City, and there is the asset known as Kaufman Cabs. The mission Carmageddon (or something like that) is pissin' me off like it's nobody's business. Usually I don't suck at this game, but never in the history of the world has there been a taxi deathmatch. Oh I'm kickin' some taxi ass, racing through my little 30 foot radius of road in the back of an airport for a minute. Then, captain dick bag himself comes out in a damn zebra cab. Zebra. Fucking. Cab. My car is about to blow up then this mofo comes up and hits me. It is now on fire and I'm screwed so I decide to jump out and haul ass. I get far enough and take out my rocket launcher I found conveniently placed in a swimming pool behind the airport. This confused me, but whatever. I'm far enough away so the blast wont hurt me, but I can't fire the rocket. This little shit is hurling at me faster than a little kid running from his creepy uncle. It turns out the real world dislikes my advancement in this taxi deathmatch and decides to unplug my mouse. The car hit me, I died on impact.
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I Hate Taxis: My Failure at Grand Theft Auto Vice blog
