<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Burnout-Clint.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Clint Shaw</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=180776.msg8644358#msg8644358)<br/><strong>Car</strong>: Nissan 240sx (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a8/Clint-240SX.jpg)<br/><strong>Appearance</strong>: Blue Levis boot cut Jeans, Black cowboyboots, White cowboy button down shirt, Stetson<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Taking care of Star's s10<br/><strong>Tag</strong>:  4, Making a few calls<br/><hr/><br/>Despite his loss, Clint was still enjoying the night and tossing back a beer with a few ladies, one he wanted to fuck in the back of Star's truck if they didn't make it all the way to the house. He kept track of the races, cheering on like the rest of the crowd until he saw Star's S10 crash. Like a few others he rushed to help but she seemed to be in good hands (at initial glance). Clint pulled out his cellphone and made a call to a friend, the last thing this event needed was a report of an accident.<br/><br/>As the crowd dispersed and the next heat lined up, Clint waited by the S10 until the tow truck arrived. "Take it back to the house, leave it in the driveway." He asked his buddy after they hooked it up and loaded it before he drove off. Clint went looking for his roommates and Star after that, finding the blonde and knowing she would not be in the best mood.