"The lad is right, but I've always been a bit of a softie when it comes to those chased by my enemies."  Darien said as he took off and started driving, he'd forgotten to rip the plates off and switch them with another vehicles though.  But as he drove he looked through the music, and was tossing CD's out the window as they were all crap.  Nothing fast and hard, like the old school punk or metal he listened to.  "Your lucky it wasn't those bleeding cammies, what did you to piss them off.  Now this has got to be quite a tale."  He asked just as the new guy went to keep them off their tail.