It was a early friday morning i woke up hungover as hell in the club house bathroom for some reason. As it was early everyone was still asleep so i took my keys to the bike and walkt out to the garage. i meet one of our supporters jaking in there he was doing some small fixes on his bike. as i always go for a ride when im hungover i asked him to join me. we got on our bikes and headed out made a stop at my workshop to get my cut. as i walk by my car i see its all dent and fuckt up and no shit i see the mongol mark on the hood. I can't say i have good history with them but they surely crossed the line here and it was time for some revenge i grabbed 2 aks and my van and we drove to their club house in dillimore. As it was early those mongs were still sleeping so we stormed out and started to fuck up their bikes. they woke up from all the shooting and started screaming so it was time to move so we ran to the van and drove to a safe location and hid the van and the guns there and drove back to the club house for shit to cool down.