It had been a long day watching his wrench monkeys carefully overhaul his V8 custom engine, adding a few gubbins here and there to increase the horses, "Yes yes I am a genius" Jezza thought to himself as the final mount was tightened, confident his piece of engineering brilliance would dominate all who came before him, his mind drifted into blissful thoughts of the V8 purring and leaving all police vehicles eating his dust, huge was the smile it brought to his well chiselled face.

His blissful daydream was abruptly ended however when that blithering Idiot Hypno started screaming down the hallway "Clarkson where the fuck are you, there's something we need to sort out"

Realising he could hide no longer and that the blithering idiot had finally found him Jezza made his way out of the garage and into the hallway to be met with the gastly sight of that multi coloured imbecile, "What's up boss? sorry was busy giving the beast a good seeing too" Jezza said trying to look as innocent as possible, "Where have you been man? I've been looking for you all day, you knew we had a meeting everytime you do this" Hypno replied somewhat pissed off.

"Oh yeah my bad, so what's so important anyway who's shooting at you now? you haven't been trying to hypnosis mumbo jumbo people again have you, those bad people been throwing fruit at you again?" shaking his head Hypno glares at Clarkson "You really are a cunt at times Jeremy, thank fuck I'm getting rid of you well as best I can anyway, follow me I have something for you"

Clarkson follows Hypno into his office which looked more like a clock store, walking over to Hypno's desk he took a seat and awaited this important news or whatever it was, "As you may have noticed although probably not, Paradise is left without any active crews this is not good for business, soon we'll have all the shmucks trying to move in on our turf, we cannot allow this to happen so I have decided to send you over there to set up your own base of operations, a place where you can dream about that damn car as much as you like, sound good?" Before Clarkson had chance to reply Hypno said "Great that's settled then I have found you a lovely little place out of the way, here's the keys and directions, off you go!"

Totally astounded by the generosity of the idiot, for once Clarkson was speechless, he left the office and made his way down the hallway to the garage and into his beloved V8, starting the engine Jezza roared out of the garage and headed towards his apartment to pick up some essentials.

Arriving at his apartment Jezza found a letter waiting for him with a Detroit post mark on it, thinking it may well be from some huge multi millionaire motoring mogul he quickly opened it, his excitement came crashing down however when he realised it was from the other idiot SeanCallan with his dreams dashed Jezza proceeded to read the letter:

Dear Mr Clarkson,

Recently I have heard through the grapevine that this day may come God help us, anyway I see you are still wearing your usual inadequete attire or still a scruffy bastard for want of a better word, I being one of your few friends and I mean that generously have taken the liberty of fixing you up with an excellent tailor, she'll work her magic even on an ape such as yourself she is flying down to Vegas now so should be with you shortly.

Regards

Sean

Irritatingly though he was right a new wardrobe would be required if Jezza was going to reach the type of stardom his mind had become accustomed to, after all no good having the hottest vehicle known to man if he didn't have the attire to go with it.

A few moments later there was a knock at the door, Jezza's newly aquired tailor was right on cue "Good day Mr clarkson I'm Sakura- I trust Mr Callan told you I was coming, I'm your new tailor" looking Jezza up and down she shakes her head then mutters something under her breath about Sean and always getting the shit jobs, pulling out her tape measure she begins to take down a few measurements.

Once finished she smiled at Jezza then asked him a few questions as to what sort of styles he would like and what colours he preferred, after gathering all the information she turned to Jezza and informed him she would have a new wardrobe ready for him within a few hours and whilst being her biggest challenge yet she had just the thing in mind that would be perfect for him, his clothes and crest would be delivered to his new compound once completed.

Having grabbed all the essentials and kept the nice tailor lady happy Jezza was finally on route to Paradise and his new home, he had visions of a grand palace in well kept grounds with many many well dressed man servants attending his every wish, unfortunantely though upon his arrival there were none of these things instead he was met with a delapidated house on an old overgrown ranch in the middle of nowheresville and the only man servants were the moron wrench monkey's he had brought with him, much work needed to be done and Jezza set his minnions to the task of turning the place into somewhere habitable and maybe even half decent.

Jezza leaves his minnions to finish up and decides to go make a sign to hang up over the front gates for all the world to see, whilst making the sign his new clothes had arrived curtesy of the nice tailor lady Sakura, trying them on Jezza's face lit up like a christmas tree "I am magnificent thou shall all bow before me" he said to himself whilst smiling like a cheshire cat, with his new attire sorted Jezza finished up his sign, a sign of epic proportions a sign of intent a sign of sheer brilliance but most of all a sign that he had made entirely by himself it read:

Paradise Petrolheads Inc.

~Slow people need not apply~

Brows were furrowed as Sakura took mental notes, figuring out the style and colours she would apply to Clarkson's custom tailored suit. This was not like her other projects. So she intended to make this one very much appealing to the eyes. The word was that Clarkson would be setting up his own crew in Las Vegas. After hours of mixing and matching, she finally completed it and was ready to deliver to his doorstep. The building she was meant to arrive at was apparently a bit broken down, probably meaning that there was still renovations needed. Still, Sakura was pretty excited to see his reaction and also receive his validation about her work. Not only that, but to witness the birth of a new empire in LV!

She was unable to stand still when she finally appeared before him. "Okay, first of all - congratulations! And here is your suit.. I just know it will look great on you." 

When Sakura finally saw him dressed in it, she squealed and clapped happily. Smiling widely, she said "see!?!? Perfect. Now before I go, I wanna wish you my heartfelt congratulations. I know we haven't known each other for a long time, but I can tell that you will accomplish many more things as you continue on in this thing of ours. Good on you, champ. Loving the family name as well. Do let me know if you ever want to employ my services again."