Everything posted by Tapi
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BRINKS | Media Archive
Date: 21/02/2025 Participants: @Tapi Type of activity: Money transport Duration: 5 minutes Screenshot:
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Cuban Cars - Media Archive
CC Activity number: #80 Participants: @Tapi Duration: 25min - ( Cleaning to streets around SA and BR ) Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/nM2X4Sv
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Cuban Cars - Media Archive
CC Activity number: #79 Participants: @Tapi Duration: 45min - ( Cleaning to streets around SA and BR ) Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/uX0BlPK
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Cuban Cars - Media Archive
CC Activity number: #78 Participants: @Tapi Duration: 20min - ( Cleaning to streets and responding to /mech ) Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/NJf8dym
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Cuban Cars - Media Archive
CC Activity number: #77 Participants: (Community Members) Duration: 30+min Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/XZOYmH1 Brief story: The garage was open again, and this time, I was running things solo. No crew, no backup—just me, my tools, and the steady flow of cars pulling in. The smell of oil and metal filled the air, and the only sounds were the occasional engine revs, the clank of wrenches, and the hum of the highway outside. One by one, customers rolled in. Some had simple problems—low tire pressure, battery swaps, quick tune-ups. Others brought in rides that had clearly been through hell, needing serious work. Either way, I handled them, no questions asked. Between jobs, I’d take a moment to lean back, sip some coffee, and just take in the atmosphere. The garage had its own rhythm—moments of calm, then bursts of work when a new car rolled in. The kind of grind I didn’t mind. By the time the last car was fixed up and sent on its way, the garage was quiet again. I wiped the grease off my hands, took one last look around, then leaned against the workbench, letting out a breath. Another day, another batch of cars back on the road. No big moments, no drama—just steady work, and that was fine by me.
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All Load Trucking - Media Archive
Type Of Activity: Refueling Date: 19-02-2025 Participants: @Tapi Duration: 25 min Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/ee56nCE
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All Load Trucking - Media Archive
Type Of Activity: Refueling around Date: 18-02-2025 Participants: @Tapi Duration: 20 min Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/PHU4wxw
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BRINKS | Media Archive
Date: 18/02/2025 Participants: @flappy @Randy @Pistache @Kristiina @JohnnyEnglish Type of activity: Money transport Duration: 2 minutes Screenshot:
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BRINKS | Media Archive
Date: 18/02/2025 Participants: @flappy @Randy @Pistache Type of activity: Money transport Duration: 2 minutes Screenshot:
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BRINKS | Media Archive
Date: 18/02/2025 Participants: @flappy @Randy @Pistache Type of activity: Money transport Duration: 5 minutes Screenshot:
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BRINKS | Media Archive
Date: 18/02/2025 Participants: @flappy @Randy @Pistache Type of activity: Money transport Duration: 5 minutes Screenshot:
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BRINKS | Media Archive
Date: 18/02/2025 Participants: @flappy Type of activity: Money transport Duration: 5 minutes Screenshot:
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Cuban Cars - Media Archive
CC Activity number: #76 Participants: @Tapi Duration: 40min - ( Cleaning to streets and responding to /mech ) Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/EHoXjKB
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Cuban Cars - Media Archive
CC Activity number: #75 Participants: (Community Members) , @Crash Duration: 30+min Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/Cvno3PX Brief story: The garage was open again, business running smooth. Customers rolled in one after another, each with a different issue—some needing quick fixes, others requiring a bit more work. I was handling things as usual, making sure every ride left in top shape. While I was busy under the hood of a car, I glanced over and spotted someone familiar—Mr. Crash, one of the Cuban Cars guys, chilling on the sofa in the lounge area. Looked like he was just here to hang out, soaking in the garage atmosphere while we worked. Between wrench turns and engine checks, we got to talking. The conversation wasn’t just about cars—we talked about life, the grind, and whatever else came up. The kind of talk that made time pass without even noticing. Engines roared, tools clanked, and the air was filled with the familiar mix of motor oil, sweat, and fresh coffee. We knocked out repairs, sent customers on their way with their rides running smooth, and just kicked back in between. By the time the night wound down, the garage was quiet again, just the hum of the last car driving off. Mr. Crash gave a nod before heading out, and I leaned back against my workbench, taking another sip of coffee. Another good day—steady work, real conversations, and the kind of company that made the grind feel worth it.
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All Load Trucking - Media Archive
Type Of Activity: Refueling Date: 15-02-2025 Participants: @Tapi Duration: 15 min Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/hRCxEbq
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Cuban Cars - Media Archive
CC Activity number: #74 LWS,Admin: @flappy Event type: First to land on my DFT Price: 1.000.000$ Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/FCAYdZf
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Cuban Cars - Media Archive
CC Activity number: #73 Participants: (Community Members) Duration: 20+min Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/MPbgEIy Brief story: It was another easygoing afternoon at the garage. I was leaning against my workbench, sipping coffee, enjoying the quiet hum of the highway. Business had its ups and downs, but moments like this—just me, the smell of motor oil, and a fresh cup of coffee—made it all worth it. Then, a deep, aggressive engine note broke the calm. I looked up just in time to see a police muscle car—a Dodge, built for high-speed pursuits—pull into the garage. Even from a distance, I could see the damage. The front bumper had taken a hit, the body had fresh scratches, and the engine had that strained sound like it had been pushed past its limits. A cop stepped out, adjusting his belt, his expression somewhere between serious and relieved. “Got into a chase,” he said, nodding toward the car. “Pushed it hard, took some damage. Can you fix it up?” I took one last sip of my coffee before setting the cup down. “Yeah, I got you. Take a seat inside, I got a lounge area where you can relax.” He nodded, following me through the bar and lounge area, where I let my customers chill while I worked. Once he was settled, I headed back to his car. The Dodge was a beast, but even the toughest machines needed care. I started with the front bumper, straightening out the damage. The side scratches weren’t too deep, so I buffed them out, restoring the sleek black-and-white shine. Under the hood, I checked everything—fluids, belts, engine mounts. A few tweaks here and there, and it was back to full power. After a while, I stepped inside and nodded to him. “All set.” He walked out, giving the car a once-over. He ran a hand along the fresh bodywork, checking the engine with a few revs. Satisfied, he parked it by the exit, then walked back over to me. “Good work,” he said, pulling out cash. He counted out what he owed, then, with a small smirk, slipped me an extra $50. “Much appreciated,” I said, tucking the cash away. With a nod, he hopped back into his ride, the deep rumble of the engine filling the garage as he pulled off and disappeared down the highway. I leaned back against my workbench, picked up my coffee, and took another sip. Just another day—good work, good pay, and a little extra for the effort.
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Cuban Cars - Media Archive
CC Activity number: #72 Participants: (Community Members) Duration: 20+min Screenshots: Brief story: https://imgur.com/a/86lIJlL It was another day at the garage—this time, a temporary setup along the LV-LS highway. The sun hung low, casting long shadows over the road as I leaned back against a workbench, sipping coffee and watching cars fly by. Business had been steady, but I wasn’t in a rush—just another day, another opportunity to lend a hand. Then, a car rolled up, sputtering to a stop right in front of me. A guy stepped out, looking a little frustrated. "Out of fuel," he sighed. "Think you can help me out?" I gave him a nod. "Yeah, I got you." I grabbed a spare fuel can, topped off his tank, and waited for him to start it up. But when he turned the key—nothing. The engine didn’t even try. "That ain't just a fuel problem," I muttered. "Let’s push it inside and take a look." With a bit of muscle, we got the car into the garage. Popped the hood, took a glance, and right away, I spotted the problem—the battery was dead, completely gone. "Well, there’s your issue," I said, wiping my hands on a rag. "You’re not going anywhere without a new battery." He nodded, a little relieved that it wasn’t something worse. I swapped in a fresh battery, tightened everything up, and was just about to have him try again when things outside took a turn. A sudden wave of sirens, shouting, and then—gunfire. I turned toward the road and saw the chaos unfold right outside my garage. Cops and criminals were going at it, bullets flying, people taking cover, and the whole scene turning into a war zone. "Great," I muttered, shaking my head. "Just what I needed today." I kept my customer inside, away from the mess, and waited it out. After what felt like forever, the gunfire died down, the sirens faded, and the street started clearing up. With the dust settling, my guy finally started his car—it roared to life, this time without issue. "Appreciate the help, man," he said, handing over payment. "Didn’t think I’d be here this long." "Yeah, well, you picked the wrong time to break down," I joked, nodding toward the mess outside. He drove off, and I stepped outside to move the abandoned cars from the road, clearing up the area before getting back to business. Another day, another job—some repairs, a little chaos, and a reminder that you never know what’s gonna roll into the garage.
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BRINKS | Media Archive
Date: 14/02/2025 Participants: @Tapi Type of activity: Money transport Duration: 2 minutes Screenshot:
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BRINKS | Media Archive
Date: 14/02/2025 Participants: @Tapi Type of activity: Money transport Duration: 2 minutes Screenshot:
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All Load Trucking - Media Archive
Type Of Activity: Refueling Date: 13-03-2025 Participants: @Tapi Duration: 40 min Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/PZitUbj
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Cuban Cars - Media Archive
CC Activity number: #71 Participants: @Tapi Duration: 30min - ( Cleaning to streets and responding to /mech ) Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/2wZpf7H
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All Load Trucking - Media Archive
Type Of Activity: Trucking Date: 12-02-2025 Participants: @Tapi Duration: 30 min Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/hnBM3lK
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Cuban Cars - Media Archive
CC Activity number: #70 Participants: @Tapi @Lucassssss Duration: 36min - ( Cleaning to streets and responding to /mech ) Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/ragIbut
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Cuban Cars - Media Archive
CC Activity number: #69 Participants: @Lucassssss Duration: 40+min Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/euqOgrF Brief story: It was another laid-back afternoon at the garage. Business had been steady, but in between jobs, I found time to unwind. I was at the back, playing a game of pool, sipping my coffee, and just enjoying the slow moments. The garage had started to feel more like a second home—a place where work, good company, and learning all blended together. Then, the sound of a struggling engine pulled me out of my game. A car rolled in, making an ugly rattling noise. I put my coffee down and walked over just as a woman stepped out, looking a little shaken but holding it together. "I think I hit a deer," she said with a sigh. "Now my car’s making all kinds of noise." I took a look. The front bumper was banged up, the radiator had taken a hit, and the front wheels didn’t look right. It wasn’t the worst damage I’d seen, but it definitely wasn’t a quick fix either. “Your radiator’s shot,” I told her. “Bumper’s got some damage, and the wheels need some adjusting. Nothing we can’t handle, though.” She nodded, relieved. "Just get it running again, please." I turned to my CC wannabe mechanic, who had been learning under me for a while now. “Alright, this one’s on you,” I said, giving him a nod. “I’ll supervise—let’s see what you got.” He got to work, and I stayed close, watching his every move. I guided him through each step—removing the old radiator, checking the mounts, installing the new one, and making sure everything lined up perfectly. He handled the front bumper repairs too, learning how to smooth out the damage and secure it properly. Every now and then, I stepped in to correct his technique, but overall, he was getting the hang of it. The car slowly came back to life under his hands. When the final bolt was tightened, and the engine was running smooth again, I gave him an approving nod. "Good work," I said. "You're getting there." The woman tested the car, revving the engine a few times. The noise was gone, and the ride felt solid again. A big smile spread across her face. "Didn’t expect it to be this smooth," she said, pulling out her wallet. She paid well—better than expected—and left happy, thanking us as she drove off. I turned back to my mechanic. "See that? That’s what real work looks like. Keep learning, and you’ll be running your own garage one day." He grinned, proud of the job well done. I picked up my coffee, leaned against the pool table, and took another sip. Just another good day at the garage—hard work, good lessons, and another satisfied customer.