the smuggler’s bible

Gred

Gred’s Roaring Eclipse is a monotread thrasher with four engines (two functional) cabled onto the sled and enough aftermarket parts that even Theseus would have to shake his head and admit that, no, this really isn’t the same machine you started with.

But Gred loves her. He stands in the little slice of garage he rents and buffs the various chrome fastenings so when he finally gets her out under the lights, people will say shit like “wow” and “goddamn what is that? I can’t see anything past the glitter.”

“Soon, baby,” he whispers. “You’re really gonna bloody some noses.”