CSR 129(v2) - The Midnight Courier
Prologue
1988
Nighttime
Some bar somewhere in Fruinia
Jakob idly sipped on his mug of cold beer, watching the television running some local news on some random crap that they’re reporting on to fill the time. This wasn’t exactly his ideal location for a meetup, but if it’s where the client wants to meet, fine by him. At the very least, the place was inconspicuous enough. Glancing at his watch, he noted the time.
“They’re late.” Jakob noted, glancing at the entrance. As if right on cue, a frantic man came in, dressed in a messy suit and carrying a suitcase. He looked around for a moment, then spotting Jakob. Quickly walking over, the man nearly threw the briefcase onto Jakob’s table, nearly knocking his mug over.
“Sorry I’m late, I uhhh…” The man started.
“I don’t care. This the package?” Jakob asked.
“Y-yes. This is what needs to get to-”
“Yes, I got the message. Less we talk the better.” Jakob cuut him off. Noting the man’s franticness, Jakob could sense something was up. “Anything I need to know about this?”
“T-the package? No! No, nothing is wrong with that… but I think the fuzz might be onto me.”
“Fucking hell. Look, that’s your problem. I’m just the courier.” Jakob took the briefcase and walked out of the bar, not even glancing back behind him. The man didn’t make any attempt to try to stop him either. At least somewhat professional about all this, he suppose.
As he walked out on the streets, he put his free hand into his pocket, grabbing the keys of his Tristella. On his way, a police car drove by, paying no heed to him. Probably looking for the man he just talked to.
And within a few seconds, the sirens rang out, predictably from the direction of the bar he just walked from. Then, the sound of tire squeal and an engine revving up, speeding towards his direction. Jakob took a look back at the small police chase apparently occurring right behind him, watching as the two cars sped by him. Keeping natural as there was no reason for the police to suspect him of anything, Jakob continued to walk towards where he had parked his car.
In the distance, the sounds of a crash echoed out.
Of course, it was in the direction that Jakob was headed. As he got closer though, he could see the flashing blue lights, and what was revealed there. The remnants of the man he just spoke to, and worse of all, the remnants of his Tristella. Smashed up to bits as a very unfortunate collateral to a quick police chase.
“Oh you have got to be kidding me…” Jakob muttered. There was no way in hell he was going to talk to the police about this, so while the loss of his car hurt, Jakob kept walking. And walking, his eyes scanning the streets until he found what he needed. Payphone.
Dialing up a number, he listen to the dial tone ring a few times, before someone on the other side answered.
“It’s Jakob, I need someone to come get my package. You would not believe what just happened…”
The Brief
Due to some unfortunate circumstances during his work, Jakob is looking to purchase a new vehicle. Some background information about him:
Jakob works for Munin, an underground express courier service. Rather it is drugs, contraband, money, occasionally a person, they deliver and deliver quick. Their clientbase are typically very wealthy, affluent and powerful, definitely involved in organized crime. All in all, they pay a lot and Munin gets the job done. Rather its from across the city or across the country, the package will arrive.
The vehicles Munin uses are perhaps not what one would think a delivery vehicle would be. That being, almost exclusively supercars. Now, there’s two good reasons for this. One, they’re fast. Two, they look nice to the clients. Its really that simple. Of course, this is the late 80s and there are more options out there now to choose from…
Jakob in particular is looking for a replacement for his recently destroyed Tristella Accipiter. An Italian midship wedge, with plenty of performance and prestige. But, of course, the looks are for the client. What’s under the hood, that’s for him to work with. With 330 HP and weighing in at only 1200 kilos, the Accipiter was no certainly slouch. It was years old at this point, and probably would have lasted a few more, but since he has the chance to upgrade, why not?
As part of a deposit from the client and reimbursement from Munin, Jakob budgeted a solid 90000 to procure a new delivery vehicle. His needs are as follows…
Rules
Very high Importance 
Performance/Sportiness
Drivability
Pretty self explanatory here - this car is going to be driven hard and driven fast. Slow cars aren’t fast and difficult cars crash, and crashing is not fast.
High Importance
Visual Style
Prestige
Comfort
The majority of these requirements are for the clients - aside from comfort, which is for Jakob and the clients occasionally.
Some Importance
Price
Practicality
Fuel economy
Safety
Reliability
Engineering Quirks
All of these will be looked at, just not as the primary deciding factor. But they may be the factor for not choosing your car.
Limits:
Trim/Variant Year: 1988 or older
2 seats minimum
Soft price cap: 90,000AMU
ET Limits:
Engine: 200
Trim: 150
Noise limits: 60
Fuel: 98RON allowed, 95RON preferred
No catalytic converters required
Race parts allowed but non-limited production parts preferred
I don’t need your ugly American safety bumpers so don’t add them on.
Inspiration
Submissions
Open Beta just dropped. Go nuts.
No Resubmissions!
Naming Convention:
Car and engine model name: CSR129 - FORUM USERNAME
Car trim: Brand, model and variant of car
Engine trim: Engine model/variant
Rules are subject to change until November 13th 23:59 GMT
