Nandor The Relentless - Waze GPS Edit

And one kilometer.

And then?

Can we play the abandoned orphanage sounds on the way?

Continue straight.

Crash reported.

Do you have the map, Guillermo? Never mind. We shall rely on instincts.

GMO Let's go.

Hazard Deporte.

Here's the rampy thing he left.

I do hope this journey leads us to a suitable location for a midnight feast.

In 0.1 miles.

In 1.5 kilometers.

In 200 meters.

In 400 meters.

In 800 meters.

In case of a flat tire, I trust one of you knows how to change it. If not, improvisation is key.

In half.

In one.

In the quarter of a mile.

Keep left human ferry person.

Keep right.

Mechanical spies, Obama.

Oh shitty shit. We fucked it. Turn around.

Prepare for the journey of a lifetime, my mortal companions.

Remember, we travel with the stealth and grace of a vampire. Or at least attempt to.

Reuting Motel.

Speed trap ahead.

Take the 4th exit.

Take the 5th X6.

Take the 6th exit.

Take the first exit.

Take the second exit.

Take the seven execs.

Take the third exit.

The ether is telling me traffic is fucked today.

The ether tells me that his cops are hits.

The roundabouts.

Turn left.

Turn right.

We depart onward to destinations unknown.

We did it, not Guillermo. We have arrived.

We may encounter otherworldly creatures in this voyage, so keep your eyes, peels.

Who's the rampy thingy rice?