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And this is the final chapter for now. Hope you liked the first few chapters of this story! Transformers has been a formative part of my life and at times a guilty pleasure. And through this story I'm hoping to do a thing I've always wanted to see done, but have never gotten to, you know, enjoy, in

“Hey, if someone shot your tires, would that be a problem for you?” Robert asked, doing some quick napkin math in his head. “Asking for a friend.” “Well, it certainly wouldn’t help me in the middle of a race.” Jazz answered as the car shoved back against the annoyingly red car. “Okay cool.” Robert s

Heyo, sorry for the late post. This was ready to go, I was going to post it Friday before heading out of town with the family, but ran out of time. Then I was going to post it while out of town, but the internet never once cooperated and posting anything long through the phone is an absolute nightma