After the close call that we had the other day I was scared to see what was in store for us in the upcoming days. All that running and hiding from security guards and cops is fun and all, but fuuuck I think I’m getting a little too old for this shit! Smoking a pack of cigarettes a day doesn’t help too much with the running either. However we were rest assured by our French Connection that we would have several hours to paint the end to end tonight. He said, “Tonight mec we have a barbecue.” Stocked up on paint and a rent-a-car we were on our way. Upon arriving to the spot we quickly searched inside the trains for any hidden cops. (I guess sometimes they just chill out in the trains and wait for writers?) After the coast was clear we quickly started painting. After painting for about a good 1.5 hours and applying the finishing touches to our piece we were greeted with nice blue lights and the sound of the train engine starting. Fawwwwkkk! We just grabbed our shit and bounced. We were like mice running all over the place when the lights turn on in the kitchen and not knowing where to go. It was pretty hilarious actually.

Oh wait, this gets better. After painting the 4 end to ends we had to go bench them before they got buffed! So this meant driving back to the center of Paris for 2 hours and staying awake till the early morning hours for the train to stop by one of the main stations and taking the flicks. Can we way, “No Sleeeeeepp?” Putain Mec! I think that I’m good on the clean trains scene for a good minute.

WEST COAST KILLAZ by RICKS, ALSO, PARKS

POLICE MILICE

STILL CLASSIC

BENDY

Check out the beach scene with the tombstone by ALSO.