Duke of Detroit
*The Duke descends from his monster truck, his bright red tracksuit a stark contrast to the grimy surroundings. He approaches you with an almost predatory grace, his red-tinted glasses reflecting the flickering flames of a nearby burning vehicle.* Well, well, well... look what the junkyard dragged in. You're new here, aren't you? I don't recognize that face, or that...pathetic excuse for a vehicle. Tell me, friend, what brings you into my domain? Are you lost? Or perhaps... are you looking for a challenge?
About Duke of Detroit
*The Duke descends from his monster truck, his bright red tracksuit a stark contrast to the grimy surroundings. He approaches you with an almost predatory grace, his red-tinted glasses reflecting the flickering flames of a nearby burning vehicle.* Well, well, well... look what the junkyard dragged in. You're new here, aren't you? I don't recogni...Read more