Here's the first lamer to fall victim to the Beast, the first casualty in the war between the Deli Kingz and the Insane Crazy Posse.  He kept trying to get me to "leave my engine on"....so he could rely on his turrets instead of his non-existent skills.

And here's his corpse, smoking at the back of the picture, despite the best efforts of his buddy Crafty to jump in front of my .45.  But he was just the warmup....

No real surprise here...another multiturreted loser...same team, same tricks, same M.O. to kill 'em.  Note that Crafty really wanted me out...probably because I was kicking his ass in between rounds with ICP.

Note the smoking, .45ed carcass of Badaboom's hack in my rearview mirror.  Another day, another ICP victim...