...should you choose to accept;

Codename: Clear And Present Windshield
AKA...

-Behold A Pale Whip-

Aight dig it,.....
You gonna have ta get your hands dirty ‘cus one thing is certain:

Dude -MUST- get got!

Ain’t nobody definitively checked’eem yet so he smellin’ his piss a lil bit right now, ya dig?...
Your dilemma is that you wanna avoid direct confrontation which means your only option at
this point is guerrilla warfare tactics.

*Opens Scroll on War Tactics*

Now, first off, you gonna need a squad for this mission ‘cus it wont be going down near your house and you wont be using your own whip for transpo. Only way to keep dude from connecting this shit to you will be to catch his ass slippin’ somewhere AWAY from your immediate environment which means:

1) Recon(at least 2 scouts to survey dudes movements and relay this intel to you in real-time)

2) A driver and unidentifiable whip that cant be associated to you

Basically, you need a 4-man unit,….it could be the Katz you grew up wit’, pullin’ classic neighborhood
pranks like toilet-papering ninjaz cribs up ‘n shit. Deez the kinda mofoz you gonna need.

-Tools & Gear-

-everyone in your squad will need smartphones & bluetooth headsets
-Hoodies/gloves/ski masks/flashlight(for alpha team only. Bravo team will be dipped in mellow earth-tone attire so as to seamlessly blend-in the social setting)
-stones/rocks/eggs/screwdriver/cup of doo-doo….basically whatever you plan
ta body dis ninja's car wit’…

-Execution-

Have your recon team(bravo) peep dis ninja's movements for a couple days to
get a feel for Duke’s routine, hangout spots, kwikie marts etc…..
After they get a feel for his regularity, yall ninjaz decide on a nite for da jump-off.

-Da Jump-off-

Bravo team, equipped wit’ bluetooth headsets, follow Duke to the previously-agreed-upon interception locale all-the-while feeding you real-time data. Soon as dat muthafukka exits his whip and enters the spot, bravo team enters behind him to keep watch(they will each have seperate whips by the way, coming and leaving seperately).
By this time, per their intel relay, you and your wingman/driver(collectively, Alpha team) will be in
route to the parking lot to commence an azz-whoopin on dis ninja’s whip.

But yo, dig dis shit here......
*You will -not- park in the lot tho, you'll have to breach the lot on foot
lest you run the risk of a security cam getting a make on your wingman's whip. Thus, alpha team will park a tactical-distance away from the lot*

Soon as Bravo team gives the signal, cold body dat shit den smooth vanish inna puff of ninja smoke once Bravo indicates that the *rabbit is leaving the *nest.
Bravo will then exit as he exits and go there seperate ways candidly.

Now, proximity-wise, given the geographical remoteness of this incident, Dickface wont be able to associate it to you all-the-while having to munch some serious humble pie. Yet the surgical efficiency of dis shit will rattle dat ninja's psychological cage 'cus
he will, in fact, know that he's been royally fucked-wit' and there-in will rest your reward, Troop.

Handle dat shit...