bARON nAMGAH

Me and my homeboys is sitting in my room and drawing graffiti like we always do. Then we decide to rack some spray-cans on the paint store down town.

   Tonight is the night we do the train-yard hit! We have a plan to do a whole-car in chrome with the text MAS-CREW. We are four graffiti writers with one lookout. Tab, Äckel, Ifs, Ucel and Ashley.

   On the way to the train-yard we were bombing the streets with our tags and crew-name. We even tag the police-station. We are high on adrenaline and feeling amazing. We are all on a tightrope. We love the thought that people all over Europe will se our whole-car.

   It is 3 AM and we are almost in front of the train-yard. No guards in site, Ashley will do the first lookout then we switch.

   We all starts to shake the cans so the paint will flow easily. We starts with the silver-chrome from both sides of the green-cargo. Then the background who is baby-blue and at least the black outlines and shadow.

   After twenty minutes we are done, we sign with our tags and takes a photo of our masterpiece so we can show all others. The lookout screams five-o and blue lights hits our eyes. We all starts to run. But Ashley trips and falls down, she got busted.

   At the pig-station she only tells her identity number and her name. She would never rat on her friends. And since they did not caught her in action, they had to let her go. The police don’t have any proof.

   The crew meets at the buss-station two hours later and lights a joint to celebrate. Graffiti writers to the teeth who bombs the system!