the-problematic-blender:

GTA Trevor is the best driver in the crew. He could drive in Los Santos blindfolded with the windows rolled down and with a stick shift. He has never done a shitty parking job, and he knows exactly what he can get away with in different parts of the city.

Someone in the crew asks him where he learned to drive and how he became such a good driver, and Trevor, in his alway vague way, goes “You have to be a good driver to survive the streets of St. Petersburg.”

“Wait, isn’t that in Russia? You were in Russia?”

“Sure.”

“Sure?”