People Share Their Most Dynamic Stories Of Revenge

However, Jack loved revving these modded cars and driving them really hard over speedbumps for the thrill of it once out of sight of the section office. Knowing this, but unable to capture video proof (no cameras on-base), I initiated some repainting works on the speedbumps along his favorite route, painting on the fluorescent strips right before his usual morning coffee run.

As expected, Jack smeared that crap by driving some poor NCO’s car hard through the bump, with a sickening scrape. I reported that further repair works were needed due to destroying the paint at 0915H to the maintenance NCO, who quickly connected the dots.

Soon, all the junior NCOs were flooding out to the carpark, discovering the horrendous scratches and scrapes on their undercarriages.

From that day on, all the junior NCOs avoided Jack, while their cars were perpetually “in the workshop” or “borrowed by the wife,” etc. In actual fact, they simply parked the cars at the other end of the base and hitched rides on our trucks in.

Jack got so desperate once that he even asked me for MY car keys. Blank stare and an incredulous “What the heck?” look were all that were needed to convey my message.

Jack showed up one day at work in a freaking Maserati with an admittedly sick-looking low-body kit.

Being motorheads, everyone flocked out to gawk at his car and beg for rides. My work in Revenge Part 1 was about to be undone, I had to come up with a plan to stop him, fast.

I took out some leftover gasoline, leaving them near the carpark.