I’ve seen this sexy beast many many times in and around Queens.
Last Friday, after locking my keys in my Jeep (don’t ask) and waiting for a tow truck, I spotted the elusive target in the same lot. He didn’t escape the cameraphone this time!
Notice the custom “RESCUE 7” license plate, clearly a reference to the FDNY Rescue Squads… I don’t even think there’s a Rescue 7… there isn’t, I just checked. There are only 5. I guess this uber whacker thinks he’s an unofficial Rescue Squad of his own.
There are tons of rear facing lights, and no whacker-mobile would be complete without some really terrible vinyl lettering stuck on the bumper… D.W.I. Hunter, indeed!
The inside is, of course, a total shit pile, full of papers and junk. It’s clear the owner of this P.O.S. doesn’t have a significant other, as the passenger seat has a really crappy mobile office thing covering the seat. Either that, or his wife wouldn’t be caught dead in this eyesore.
I didn’t get pics of the inside or the front, as it was a snap and run (the urban wannabe can be a very hostile species, don’t cha know?)… but next time I see him, I’ll be sure to snap a few more.
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