#its basically free reign for them to be bitches for an hour and a half without consequence

[kilucore]

tsukkiyama weekly movie night but its always the shittiest disaster movies like sharknado or rubber and roasting them. tsukki will always point out the scientific inaccuracies. they laugh their asses off the entire time

[rockyteriyaki]

TEAM BUILDING ACTIVITIES 👯

s/o to @powerful-owl for starting this meme and @disarmd for the insanely funny contribution, it’s such a delightful thought exercise! here’s my attempt:

MASCOTS!

american sports have hella mascots, so every team is tasked to create a marketable mascot that could represent them for u.s fans. they also have to build a little model to pitch the concept. there’s the williams whale sharks. the aston martin martinis. lando and oscar devise a walking papaya named penny who looks so much like a vulva oscar backs out almost instantly.

GUESS THE GRID based on clothing choices: drivers assemble an outfit they’d wear and then everyone else tries to guess who picked what. the catch is that the f1a girls did the same challenge and their answers are mixed in as well. everybody thinks doriane’s mercedes-themed picks are george’s and maya gets confused for charles even though there’s no ferrari branding to be seen. chloe’s picked a haas cap with a black skirt and we watch nico hulkenberg go through every emotion known to man trying to figure out why kevin would—???

(meanwhile the academy grid is absolutely ripping everybody’s style choices to shreds, accusing hamda of being the most basic bitch on the planet bc max chose to wear basketball shorts, etc)

PADDOCK SCAVENGER HUNT

5 teams are in on it and the other 5 can’t know what’s going on, otherwise they lose points. charles pretends that he’s too tired to walk when pierre catches him searching the top of a cabinet on carlos’ shoulders. oscar distracts williams while lando tries to get a picture of logan with red, white and blue objects in the background. yuki gets stranded on top of the rbr motorhome because daniel won’t stop using him for reconnaissance and the whole thing gets called off because max sees them squabbling on the roof and thinks the rapture has arrived.

GEORGE AND ALEX MAKE GRAPHICS

ib george’s natural talent for graphic design. the audience gets to see what a communications team actually does in motorsport (educational!) and george and alex get free reign of the entire library of press photos of eachother. george is hunting for a terrible picture of alex to edit onto a podium but ends up having a very verbal crisis about how none of the pap shots are appropriately bad and then spends the next half an hour digging himself into theeee deepest hole talking about how it’s just not as FUNNY if alex looks TOO GOOD on the podium! it would be UNFAIR! alex is squirming and trying to remember where tf he was planning on going with this zoomed-in great-gatsby-esque picture of george’s eyelids on his screen right now. george silently edits alex’s teeth out of his mouth and tries to erase the fact that he just called alex handsome like 47 times.

MARIO KART SIM RACING

im talking full immersion. sherbet land is ice fucking cold. every time they drive over some kind of giant clock or railroad or something the sim porpoises like a jackhammer. someone is standing behind them with a full tank of water for the splash sections. there’s a legitimate epilepsy warning at the start of the video. bowser puts the fear of god into lando norris.

MAX AND DANIEL DO TEMPORARY TATTOOS

i’m hesitant to allow them access to a bowl of water but i have an extremely clear vision of daniel slapping tats all over the blank spaces on his skin to the point where they overlap and he’s just got shiny plasticky tattoo skin everywhere. max would find this unappealing and also stupid until he realizes all the fake tattoos on his side of the table are replicas of daniel’s actual ones. cut to: daniel with a snake tattoo stuck in his eyebrow hairs hiking his shorts up so max can mirror the placement on his own inner thigh. daniel resembling a concussed post malone, watching max’s careful application of the ‘3’ tattoo. max does a horrible aussie accent and daniel looks like a chimpanzee seeing its own reflection for the first time. cinema.

[lakesbian]

yaay thank you for tagging me. sort of hard to answer specifics without knowing what marquis and amy would do about the little freak in their household but on the alec end of things:

if they got to him, like, prior to him being 8/9ish, he'd actually turn out alright--that was back before he was in full "turning into my father so i don't fucking die in real life" mode, and it was also his "maybe if i cry again someone will finally care about me and do what i want THIS time" era, so he was still capable of like. actually processing and expressing some of his own emotions instead of putting them in the forever hole. he would of course not be an Easy child to look after, but simply issuing him extremely bare minimum levels of care & socialization would help him turn out surprisingly alright. he would still ultimately swing towards extreme distrust of & contempt towards Normal Society (tm) and view the estate as, like, "these are the only bitches who Get Me and let me be a Special Little Boy like i deserve." which is to say he would So murder people upon marquis request. this is also the only scenario in which he would ever get along well w/ amy. would initially view her as competition/a threat but it wouldn't take too much time for him to latch onto the idea of having a sibling (real) (good), even if their relationship isn't actually close, bc it'd be better than what he had before and he is a very lonely little boy. like he would totally do some atrocious shit in amy's name eventually and also try to get her to play video games with him.

if they got to him when he was 13 and had just ran away from home he would turn out worse than w/ the undersiders actually i think. 13yo alec is just coming off the tail end of 3 years of drug addiction & coerced abusive + hypersexual behavior with zero map for how to interact w/ society. you know how if you spend 24 consecutive hours sprinting away from a pack of wild hyenas trying to eat you, even after you stop running, you're still going to be sweating and puking and collapsing everywhere? and you're going to need a hot fucking second of slowly sipping water and nibbling on crackers while laying prone on the floor before you can get up and look or act like a normal person again? yeah he's doing the psychological equivalent of that. one of the reasons he's genuinely semi-functional when taylor first meets him is that he had half a year of being on his own prior to meeting the undersiders to finish his metaphorical lying prone on the floor and nibbling on crackers. he needed those six months to slowly get used to the most basic aspects of existing in society, to (re)discover basic information about himself, and to regain the ability to feel sort of okay about living in his own body (as opposed to 24/7 dissociation). if his metaphorical floor and crackers time gets interrupted he Will start metaphorically throwing up everywhere and it Will metaphorically get all over everyones clothes and its just going to suck for everyone involved. 13yo alec's taylor-level crawling biting screaming bleeding at-any-cost bid for Freedom doesn't mean that he won't ultimately shack up with a team under higher command--he's perfectly chill with working 4 coil--but if that offer came before he was done with Metaphorical Floor Time (or if it didn't come with sweet enough perks and implied relative free reign) it would really not go over well.

*this wouldn't actually impact matters but it is funny. from one french house to another. poor little freaque

all that aside. assuming he ends up peacefully living in the estate, he would be 2x more of a haunted doll, which is to say he would ostensibly seem more innocuous than undersiders alec but internally be Far Worse. you see undersiders alec has the immense psychological benefit of getting to live as a pseudo-normal teenager. like sure coil is there but he's confident he can leave if things start going south. for now he's enjoying the fact that he has his own cool little apartment with his own little roommates who don't want him dead and he gets to do things like eat pizza and play video games with a buddy for the first time in his entire life. interacting w the undersiders is his equivalent of sniffing normal human interaction thru the door. if you skip that and put him in some fancy ass castle with some fancy ass warlord who has one (1) strange and unusual daughter for him to interact with and then a variety of underlings he's just going to go hard as hell on the idea of using it to become Cooler And Famouser than his dad and then get frustrated and cause wretched little problems when that doesn't actually fill the void in his soul. he needs to start off as some nobody just low-effort robbing low-tier banks with pals it's good for him. like yeah he'd be polite but everything beneath the mask would just be in an awful little state

what if marquis adopted alec instead of vic?

well i am very much not the alec expert here but presumably it would depend on how old he was when he ended up in the estate? a fifteen year old alec who's been living with marquis for two years is probably a little bit better behaved than one who's been an undersider for two years but still deeply fucked up. if they got him out of heartbreaker's control when he was younger like victor was then i guess he could turn out okay for a cape kid. polite, even. @lakesbian any thoughts?

[the-chaos-katzlein]

2,5+8 for Ahoratos for the most recent ask! U know who this is bitch

I guess I’m a bitch now...🥺

2. Does your MC retain any knowledge of their culture or heritage or are they a blank slate after losing their memory? What was that culture like? If they remember nothing, have they done any research to re-learn? How would they feel if they knew what they lost? What parts would they would want to get back? What parts would they be glad to leave behind?

He kept very little knowledge of his family, and even less about who he actually was.

The culture of his family is based around how nature operates, although the elves in the vale are dressed in fine clothes and handmade jewelry, they believe in staying together, as a pack.

They used to be a nomadic peoples, basically moving where the worms weren’t they only founded Dol Nimroth when Tallinuva took the reigns as king. Afterwards they weren’t nomads anymore, they built a prosperous city, and they’re defending it for all its worth.

5. Is there anything your MC has privately discovered about themselves which Asra didn’t tell them? Latent magical powers, weird allergies, hypermobility, talking birthmarks etc. Did he keep it from them or did he just not know? Were they always this way or is this something post- memory loss?

A) Ahoratos learned that he was lactose intolerant after drinking a glass of milk...poor bby, Nazali was called because Asra thought it was some sort of stomach virus. They just advised Asra to watch the amount of Dairy that Ahoratos consumed.

B) Ahoratos also learned about his elemental abilities one day when a kid couldn’t reach a cherry that was out of his reach, Ahoratos wished that the branch was just a bit longer and the branch creaked and cracked as it grew longer for the child.

The child took the fruit and turned around, Ahoratos was the only person around so the child laughed and said:

“Thanks Mister!”

Ahoratos just stood there in shock, and Asra found him there in that exact same spot an hour later. Asra had no choice but to help and train Ahoratos in his magic so that an ‘accident’ wouldn’t happen again.

8. Has your MC been to any other fandoms or stories? What were they in that other life? Are they a level 13 half-elf bard on alternate Wednesdays, a street samurai trying to make it in the Hong Kong Free Enterprise Zone, the newest ensign on the USS Enterprise? In what ways are they different there? In what ways are they the same?

Ahoratos goes by many names, one of them being Dovahkiin, Dragonborn.

And Quinari which means Vanquisher

I heard that Ahoratos will probably lead an Inquisition soon 🤷🏻‍♂️

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Osiris was a Jedi Padawan that trained underneath his Master, Osiris was a Zabrak at birth but was raised mandolorian, his armor was yellow and black, with traditional Zabrak horns decorating the helm. (Needed to add this)

[mickadamz]

i know everyone has their own opinions on this, but how do you characterize 2p American and 2p England? like how do you see their personalities and stuff? how do you think they vary from their 1p (is that the term?) versions?

OOHEHEHEEHEHEH OH MAN YOURE IN FOR A TREAT

IVE DONE SO MUCH WIT THEM ITS INSANE OKAY

2p eng: his full name is oliver jack marshall. I’m gonna include physical appearances as well. so oliver…

6′0-6′1

average build, though much scrawnier compared to like idk the 1800s

redhead???? yes?

dusty blue eyes

fair skin, not as pale as arthur, but not as tan as, say, greece or romano

longer, kinda rounder features as compared to arthur’s rather compact and sharp features

wavier hair

usually has a scar on his left eye, other scars are au dependant 

ambidextrous, arthur is only left handed (personal head canon, i don’t remember his dominant hand LOL)

freckles bitch

appears to be in his mid-late twenties

has a tired but understanding look on his face most the time

actually has a very nice and subtle smile. he’s been through a lot and its really a blessing to see him relax

as for non appearance based traits:

one of the few aph related characters i don’t see as bisexual, as he’s fully homosexual

not much of a social person, similar to his 1p, but arthur has a bigger struggle with making friends and talking to people as he’ kinda got a mindset that not many people even like him and he’s kinda rude as a defence mechanism? idk i haven’t touched canon in a while but oliver is still not a social person but mores than arthur is

introvert

has a… huge amount of secrets behind his sorta cheerful exterior. beneath that he’s not as nice as you think but he’s trying. things are hard for him

despite existing for much longer and dying less than arthur, he has no idea how to not keep his feelings and such closed up and he finds it difficult to deal with traumatic events. he’s mentally weaker and pretty unstable when having an episode or just in a very stressful situation. otherwise, he seems to function alright

surprisingly not very affectionate to people. theres a few exceptions.

actually has a good relationship with his sealand, arnold gets Nervous hen oliver’s away for a while or doesn’t call-text back within an hour or so. see the o=point above the affection related one

PETTY

sorta friendly, trying to be more open to people. he knows the make mistakes so he tries to be more forgiving

kinda stoic, not much seems to faze him in a regular setting

died 108 times or so (not counting the story related to my allen blog)

bad at baking but excellent at cooking: “oliver is that a cake” ‘*crying* it’s a mistake’

not very graceful

STUPIDLY COURAGEOUS PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF G

breaks the rules if he sees its unjust or unnecessary. a very moral tied person, compared to arthur who fears he’ll be punished the second he tries to against the law, no matter the cause behind it

very loyal

most optimistic of the 2p allies

really likes to make things for people, good artist and basic builder

selfless

enjoys vaporwave

has 3 scottish straight-brutish shorthair cats and a horse, the cats are named samwise, bess, and marmalade/marmie. the horse is named thomas

2p america’ full name is allen tomas soliz .

physically:

5′6-5′7

his appearance (skin tone, hair, facial features) resemble a mid twenties mexican-american man 

his legs aren’t very strong, but he’s pretty fast

his upper body is of average build, but he works out regularly so it’ll increase in strength

missing a tooth

warm, friendly dark brown eyes

calloused hands from having to do things himself and helping out some people he’s come across in the south-western US before westward expansion

wavy, almost curly hair. he attempts to groom it for what its worth.

his skin and hair are soft, he regularly takes care of himself!

picks at his fucking nails so they don’t look the best but what can you do, not like they’re dirty

growing a moustache and a goatee 

SIDEBURNS

h….hes hot

does have scars, most tend to be on his hands from doing heavy duty tasks on his own. has one just above his right eyebrow and on his lip where his tooth is missing

million dollar smile!

right handed

as for non physical traits:

unlike alfred, his twin is a sister and its 2p mexico instead of 2p canada. he’s still related to him though. its mor elf a half/step brother situation

that being said, his mother’s personification is based around the aztec empire area, though mostly around that one group of natives

broadway fan!!!!!!! would die to get on broadway

a big sweetheart really

I’m unsure about the vegan thing but he’s probably got food allergies anyway so dietary restrictions still apply i guess

has a dg named veggie and 2 cats, named armel (large man) and calixto (the devil incarnate)

social fuckin butterfly bitch!

dense like alfred, but not on purpose. cannot read the atmosphere that well

an open fucking book

bisexual

very big on affection in any form

HORNY ON MAIN

I’m kidding but he likes sex. not a big fan of one time flings or fuckbuddies, but has tried it or done it more than once. 

hopeless romantic

he actually switched spots with his nyo counterpart. he used to represent the mid-west due to the high native and mexican population back around the 1800s when he officially joined the other 3 americas. when jessi came along, he switched with her once broadway became bigger and once films started being produced. she’s a movie star, and he’s a Hugh jackman kind of person. he just wants to sing

he may look rough and tough, but once you see him smile for the first time (usually as a greeting to people on the street, he’s very friendly to people), you can see he’s really just a nice person and loves to socialize

graceful as hell, also has a powerful singing voice

also very emotional

almost as stupidly courageous as oliver

rule breaker, most the time for fun, other times because of his morals. protests if he finds it necessary or it suits his personal beliefs

optimistic

i should note that my 2ps have more ‘free reign’ than the other counterparts. they’re the ‘backups’ in case the 1ps are unable to do something. seeing historically, men were more involved in government, its why most personifications involved with government affairs are males. there are obvious exceptions to this, but thats a general (fan made) reason why the majority that we’ve seen in the series are male

[samwinlover-blog]

Lockdown

Pairing: Sam x reader (eventually)  Characters: Sam, the reader, Dean, possessed guards  Warnings: a little bit of angst, swearing, violence  Word count: 1778 Tag list: @amanda-teaches @myplaceofthingsilove @spectaculicious @bambinovak @bambinovak @writingthingsisdifficult @padackles2010​ @mamaredd123​​ @milkymilky-cocopuff​ @iwantthedean @zeppo-in-a-trenchcoat​ @spntrista​​ @d-s-winchester​ @just-another-busy-fangirl​ @winchesterprincessbride​ @waywardjoy​@supernaturalyobsessed​ @whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname​ @sandlee44​ @fangirl1802 @kittenofdoomage​​​ @evyiione @winchestersmut​ @purgatoan​ ​ @mogaruke​​ @therewillbeblood​ @megansescape​ @taste-of-dean​ @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid  @scarlet-soldier-in-an-impala @deathtonormalcy56​ @wildfirewinchester @notnaturalanahi@jensen-jarpad@impalaimagining​ @fangirlextraordinaire @itseverythingilike@jesspfly @love-kittykat21 @mysteriouslyme81 @mrswhozeewhatsis @aiaranradnay @supernatural-jackles @girl-next-door-writes@spnsasha@27bmm @spnfanficpond @amanda-teaches @myplaceofthingsilove@spectaculicious @bambinovak @writingthingsisdifficult @spn-imagines-to-feel@spn-ficfanatic @cleverdame @saxxxology @jensen-jarpad  Summary: The reader is a hunter who’s been framed by demons and then locked up in the prison they terrorize. Sam and Dean are working the same case, and one day figure out she’s a hunter- can they get her in time and can the three of them work together to solve the case? A/N: If you want to be added or removed from the tag list send me an ask! Enjoy:)

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You’d been locked up for around two weeks now, everyday was the same. You’d put on the same uniform, eat the same food- flavorless as it may be- and go through the same motions you did just 24 hours before. Bleak prison walls and possessed guards were all that you had to look forward to these days.

A month back you’d been tracking the demons that seemed to be infiltrating the prison systems, and they’d caught on. Planted heroine and an unfair sentence later, you found yourself locked up- and at the mercy of all those demons you’d been hunting earlier. They possessed the guards, and basically had free reign on any of the prisoners- you were their favorite. A hunter they’d framed and then finally gotten into their clutches? You were surprised they hadn’t killed you yet.

It made sense, really, that they went after the prisons. The courts believed the guards over the inmates 9 times out of 10, and even though it was such a corrupt system- nobody did anything about it. The perfect setting for whatever mayhem the demons wanted to cause.

Three inmates had been killed already and nobody seemed to question it. The deaths were chalked up to suicides or inner-prison gang violence, nobody seemed to be paying attention and nobody seemed to care- except for you. But, of course, you were in no position to do anything about it.

You’d taken to wrapping your abdomen in saran wrap, it seemed to lessen the blows that followed after the guards inevitably picked a fight. Having a short temper seemed to be your downfall in that place. When you were backed into a corner you fought; you couldn’t help it, it was the way you’d been raised. ‘Hunters don’t back down’ or ‘(Y/L/N)’s don’t give in’, were the two phrases that basically shaped your childhood. Those and, ‘rub some dirt on it’ whenever you scraped your knees or fell of your bike.

Even though there was little you could do from the inside, you still kept tabs on everything happening with the case. You tracked the guards and knew which ones were possessed and which weren’t- those days, the possessed ones outnumbered those who were safe two to one. So, naturally, you’d noticed almost immediately when two, fresh faced, guards appeared one day.

You didn’t know their names, however you did know their faces. The taller one was kind looking, but probably not kind at all. Stubble peppered his cheeks and his pink lips were always drawn into a hard line. His soft, blue-green eyes always stared directly at yours, not trailing up or down as a lot of the other guard’s did. The other one, who the tall one seemed to know pretty well, didn’t have the kind features of his friend. His face was also scruffy, but his jaw was always clenched. Those cold, calculating and green eyes of his seemed to take everything in, as if he was making mental notes on all his surroundings. He always seemed determined, as if he had some larger purpose he needed to fulfill.

That morning had been relatively quiet. You’d gotten through breakfast and the first half of your day without anything happening, but- being the cynical born and raised hunter you were- you knew that something would eventually go wrong.

And on your way to lunch, it did.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going?” An older guard pushed a hand to your shoulder and flicked his eyes black- a demon.

You didn’t respond and, instead, gave him a glare promising death if he didn’t take his hand off  you.

“Too bad you have that pesky little tattoo, or else I’d take you for a test ride. I’ve always wanted to know all the thoughts swirling around that pretty little head of yours,” He flicked your nose and you batted his hand away.

You tried, and failed, to bite back your words- laced with venom- as you said, “Touch me again and I’ll send you back to Hell myself.”

He only laughed and pushed your shoulder again, “Maybe one day I’ll burn it off and then the fun can really begin.”

Other guards had started to crowd around the two of you now. With a quick look, you recognized all of them as possessed. But even then, when you knew it was next to suicide, you couldn’t keep your head down and not fight back.

The first guard, who’s meat suit was named Gregory, pushed you again- with two hands this time. You felt your back hit the wall behind you with a thud; it wasn’t a hard shove, but it was enough to stoke the fire already forming in your stomach. Everyday it started and ended the same way, but you still couldn’t curb the habit. You fought back, every goddamn time, because you couldn’t control that temper which almost always landed you in trouble.

“Fuck you,” You spat, all hopes of getting out of there in one piece thrown out the window.

“Verbally abusing a guard? I could send you to solitary, inmate.” A small framed woman spoke up, flicking her eyes black towards the end of her threat.

“I have a better idea,” A middle aged guard nodded to two others, who took your shoulders and pinned you to the wall.

The first one, Gregory, stalked in front of you and threw his first punch. You grunted as it landed just below your ribs, and braced yourself for another one. Again and again he hit you, and all you could do was clench your stomach muscles as tight as you could and hope the saran wrap was doing its job. After a few minutes, your abdomen was on fire- as well as a few parts of your face. You knew you were going to have trouble walking the next day, and tears stung your eyes at the realization. None of the other inmates tried to help, and you didn’t blame them.

The guard to your left had taken his hand off your shoulder for just a second to wipe the sweat from his brow, you saw your opportunity and took it. With a swift punch to the demon on your right, you whirled around and bolted for the cafeteria.

You felt the guards at your tail as you turned the corner and nearly crashed into a table and chairs. It was empty, save for a few prisoners who quickly shuffled away at the first sign of commotion. You fumbled around tables like a maniac, searching for anything you could use as a weapon. And you found it, salt packets.

Without thinking you ripped one open with your teeth and hurled it at the small framed women lunging at you. She hissed and you watched as the skin of her neck and chest crackled and burned from the salt.

“You bitch!” She screamed as she recoiled, clutching her wound. But you were faster than she was, and grabbed the hilt of the gun resting at her hip. With a small grunt you brought it swiftly down on her head, knowing it wouldn’t kill her but maybe it would knock her out and give you enough time to run.

Surprisingly, the woman and only one other guard had followed you- maybe you could make it out of there in one piece.

You backed away, still holding the gun in your left hand, and suddenly felt powerful arms wrap around you- pinning your own arms to your sides.

“Let go of me!” You yelled as you twisted your neck to the side to see who it was. But before you could get a good look you felt a grip on your wrist, and the gun was knocked out of your hand.

Your eyes darted up and you saw one of the two new guards, you assumed the other one was holding you down. His piercing green eyes, still cold and calculating, met your own as he said in a gruff voice, “Uh, we’ll take her to solitary- you guys can stay here.”

The other guards nodded, and you knew the worst was yet to come. If they were agreed with so quickly, they had to be demons too- right?  

You thrashed wildly the entire way, almost escaping a few times only to be caught and dragged back. They were gentle though, which came as a surprise. Neither of them had uttered a word the entire walk, but you saw them exchanging glances and nods- as if they were speaking their own language. At one point you could have sworn you heard the taller one scoff, but later convinced yourself it was probably just the wind.

Just before you reached the door to the solitary wing, you went wild. You kicked and punched and actually landed a few good ones before the shorter one put a hand to your shoulder. He pushed you against the wall before saying, “Look, you can either go willingly or we can knock you out cold- your choice.”

Your breath caught in your throat and you stopped fighting, you knew he meant what he said.

Stealing a glance at the other guard you could have sworn you saw a look of surprise at his partner’s aggression.  

“Okay, let’s go.” He said before glancing around the hallway with an anxious look on his face- what was going on?

They walked you all the way to that windowless room before stopping and turning you around, you knew what was coming. Actually, you didn’t know. You couldn’t possibly predict the kind of hellscape they were going to create for you, but you could guess. This wasn’t the first time you’d been held prisoner by demons, but it was the first time you had no way out. There was absolutely no escaping- you literally had the entire US federal prison stacked against you.

The taller one opened his mouth to speak, but you cut him off, “Do your worst, and tell Crowley I say ‘bite me.”

This seemed to take both of them by surprise, and you could have sworn the short one smiled a little- as if he liked your spunk. You just rolled your eyes and glared harder, readying yourself for the fight you knew was about to happen. They were double your size and outnumbered you two to one, but you knew you could hold your own for at least a few minutes.

But what the short one said next made your head spin, “Crowley? No, no it ain’t like that, sweetheart. My names Dean and this is my brother Sam. We’re hunters, and I’m pretty sure you are too.”

[privateplates4u]

Celebrity Drive: Chris Daughtry is a (Chevy) Suburban Dad

Quick Stats: Chris Daughtry Grammy-nominated singer-songwriterDaily Driver: 2016 Chevy Suburban (Chris’ rating: 9 on a scale of 1 to 10)Favorite road trip: Charlottesville to Virginia BeachCar he learned to drive in: 1980s Ford pickupFirst car bought: 1988 Chevy Sprint Chris Daughtry likes cars higher off the ground, but suitable enough to drive the kids around, which explains why he used to drive a Honda Odyssey minivan. But when he moved to Nashville, the former American Idol contestant wanted to shed the minivan for a more rock star appropriate ride — a fully loaded 2016 Chevrolet Suburban. “I like driving it because it’s big and I can see over everything. I hate driving cars low to the ground and I can’t see past the hood and my depth perception gets off, so I love driving a tank,” he says. Daughtry rates his Suburban a 9 on a scale of 10. “It’s a 9 only because it’s not the Batmobile and if I was driving the Batmobile it would be a 10 automatically,” he says, laughing. “There’s a few things that could be better — like my phone syncing to the screen in the car every time as opposed to when it wants to. I’m such an electronics person, I get frustrated when any of that doesn’t work 100 percent of the time. That’s a recent nuisance that’s fresh on my mind.” This isn’t Daughtry’s first Suburban. He had one years ago, but when he lived in the Charlotte, N.C. and later in Los Angeles, he says it “was useless to have something that big there. We lived in Charlotte, but we were literally in uptown Charlotte.” He lived in a condo. The complex had few tenants and a small parking garage that he could barely get in and out of with a sedan, so the Suburban had to go. Later though, with kids, the go-to ride was the Odyssey. “We got it in 2010 right before the twins were born, it was a necessity at the time,” he says. Daughtry drove the minivan for six years. “Not very cool to be driving up to business meetings, or writing sessions or events in a minivan, so I decided once we moved to Nashville, that one of the first things I was going to do was get a Suburban again and I love it. I really do. I just like driving a big vehicle that – I can fit all my kids in, I can haul a bunch of [stuff] around if I needed to and it just looks cooler. But I didn’t get a black one, because I didn’t want to be confused with an Uber driver,” he says. Since Nashville has less traffic than Los Angeles, it’s also a good place to comfortably drive and park a larger vehicle. “It’s definitely more traffic than the people that live here and are native to here are used to, but because I came from L.A., it’s like a drop in the pan,” he says. “There’s no issue parking here, there’s so many options and room, so I get around pretty easily in it. My wife had an IS 350 Lexus. Now she drives a BMW 5 Series. I’ve never been a car collector. I usually get a car that I’m pumped about and stay with it. In all seriousness, if I have my free reign of choice, I would probably get the new Tesla.” Car he learned to drive in “I learned to drive on something kind of like a farm, driving my dad’s Ford pickup. It was a stick shift and I remember hitting the gas instead of the brake and almost running into our building,” Daughtry says. “But I also learned on a tractor.” He’s not sure what model year his dad’s pickup was, except that it was used. “Knowing him, this was back in 1990 and he never got anything new, so it was probably a 1985-1987. One bench seat and all the space was in the back of the truck. It was red with a grey stripe down the middle,” he says. His family had a lot of land with chickens, goats, a pond, and though they didn’t farm it to make money, they leased out fields to farmers for cotton and peanuts and grew their own vegetables and chopped trees for firewood. “We grew up very farm-like but we didn’t have a dairy or chicken farm. We had a long dirt path that went to where all the animals were. I remember driving the tractor on the road, that’s how small this town was, you could get away with anything pretty much,” he says, laughing. “It was fun. It was definitely a free, easy place to learn.” Daughtry’s dad was his driving instructor. “I remember him being outside the door explaining what to do, and I remember him yelling ‘Woah!’ within almost two inches of hitting the building that was our storage shed,” he recalls. He also learned shifting on his tractor. “I didn’t have any problem with that because it was so old that you could press the gas all the way down and it would still take a minute to get up some speed, so it wasn’t as jumpy as the truck. It was still very different than getting in a car and going out in traffic and navigating. This was obviously before GPS, so we had to pay attention to street signs,” he says, laughing. Though he was used to driving the tractor, it still wasn’t real life driving in certain situations and parking. “I wouldn’t say that I was full equipped when I took driver’s ed,” he says. First car bought Daughtry’s first car was a 1988 Chevrolet Sprint he bought for $1,000. It was tan but also rusty, so a friend repainted it to what was supposed to be the original color. “But it turned out champagne instead,” he says. “So the first car that I’m driving to high school in, supposedly trying to look tough, is a hatchback that’s champagne and it was what it was,” he says. “We grew up very practical — not a lot of money and it wasn’t like I could just go out and pick a car. It was a car that my dad found through a friend who had a body shop and he bought it, but I paid for it. I worked with my dad. He worked at a sawmill, so I was working at the age of 14 making my own money and pretty much anything I’ve ever got, I had to work for it.” Daughtry also worked after school and full time during summers until his senior year in high school. “My schedule was a little all over the place with wanting to be a rock star and also wanting to make money, so I had to find jobs that fit those hours,” he says. “I remember getting a job at McDonald’s, then worked a kitchen washing dishes, then moving up to a prep cook, so I’ve been around the block when it comes to jobs.” Daughtry’s Chevy Sprint did not have a happy ending. Its last trip was on a winding road, going 60 mph when Daughtry should have been traveling 30 mph. “I had it not even a year before I totaled it,” he says. “I was coming home from football practice and I had my best friend that lived with us in the passenger seat. We were taking a friend home from football practice. I’d never really driven these roads before,” he recounts. “They were very windy up near Charlottesville, Virginia. Very, very windy roads. Not a lot of signage when it comes to curves and some of the back roads, and it was dark and I got into the curve too fast. It was such a small car  and I knew it couldn’t handle a curve because the first day I got my license, I turned a curve too fast on my own road and it had just rained, I did a full 360 and landed in the opposite lane. No traffic, thank God, and I casually backed up and went home like I’d seen a ghost. It was terrifying, but nothing bad happened.” Daughtry says what happened that first day he got his license was almost like a foreshadowing of what would happened the night he wrecked it. “I knew how it handled, so I didn’t even try to force it into submission, so I went into a ditch. It flipped us across the road a few times,” he recalls. “I wasn’t wearing a seat belt. The car was still playing Soundgarden. It was ‘The Day I Tried to Live’ or ‘Limo Wreck.’ Either way, it was a very poignant type of song to be playing. I had already dropped my friend off, so it was just me and my best friend that lived with me. He helped me get out of the passenger side. It was on its roof. Not a scratch on me, it was the weirdest thing. And we flipped it over  ‘Ace Ventura’ style.” Another teammate who lived nearby happened to drive by and helped them flip the car over. They drove to that friend’s house to use the phone. “The windshield was caved in, so I was having to drive with my head out the side,” he says, with a laugh. “It was so jank. My dad picked me up and the cops called wondering why I left the scene of an accident. I didn’t know any better. It was my first accident, I was just terrified to death and shaken and surprised I was alive.” After that crash, Daughtry moved the motor from the Sprint into a 1992 Geo Metro. “It was still a hatchback, basically the same chassis as the Sprint, so it worked,” he says. “I was a teenager that believed that cars ran on gasoline and gasoline only and seized the motor up driving on a two and a half hour trip. Instead of pulling over, I made it home. Dad was not happy. I think I had some sort of oil leak and ignored it. I learned the hard way.” He either had to have the motor rebuilt or get a new car, so Daughtry ended up getting a 1987 diesel GMC Jimmy because he wanted a larger vehicle. “I really dug that truck a lot,” he says. “It was how I feel being in the Suburban, it was a tank. It was a bitch in wintertime because I remember where you had to put a heat stick in it because of freezing temperatures.” After being on American Idol and getting his new album was out, Daughtry treated himself to a nicer ride. “The first time we really splurged on cars, me and my wife, she got a Lexus IS 350 and I got a Lexus SUV. It wasn’t the smaller SUV, it was the big full-sized. It was a 2007,” he says. “That was after we had some money and went and bought them cash.” Favorite road trip “I hate road trips now because we have kids,” Daughtry says, with a laugh. “It’s usually never peaceful, so we fly. But I do remember a lot of road trips as a kid with my buddy. I remember a group of friends going to Virginia Beach right after we graduated. It was a summer thing, we went to the beach and hung out.” Daughtry recalls taking that road trip from Charlottesville to Virginia Beach in his Jimmy. “I had some janky speaker wire in the back, I had one 12-inch speaker in the back that was carrying the weight of my sound system and a CD player put in,” he says. “It was just simple and it was fun. We had a blast. You know how it is when you’re a kid and there’s really no concept of time or anything. You’re just out being free and doing whatever.” On that road trip they went to a Sevendust show at the Virginia Beach Amphitheater. “We had all gotten a hotel. I remember us all hanging out at the hotel swimming and may or may not have been consuming alcohol under the age. I just remember us all having a blast and we all ended up getting drunk and jumping on the beds in the hotel room. There was a wrestling match or some karate fight situation,” Daughtry says, laughing. “It was me and the boys, we had a band at the time and everybody had their girlfriends with them. This was before we had real responsibilities. It was just a fun weekend.” “I had my girlfriend with me and my buddy and his girl in the back. My other buddy had his car with him. He was very much a car guy, and still is. He runs a body shop,” he recounts. “We all shared rooms and went in, pitched in and paid for the trip.” The farthest Daughtry has ever driven was a 10-hour road trip he did all in one night. “It was for a hang,” he says, with a laugh. “I was hanging with a buddy of mine who was working on an album and I hadn’t even gone on American Idol at the time.  Didn’t have a lot of money, we were still trying to make things happen. I had gotten accepted on the show, but had to wait for the time to be called to come back.” He didn’t know if American Idol was going to happen. “So I had a friend that knew some producers. It was just a hang and getting to meet people sort of weekend,” he says. “I had a Dodge, it was white with red interior, I don’t remember the model because didn’t care about the car. It was a hand me down car because my wife had gotten in a wreck, we needed a car. I remember taking it by myself just driving from Burlington, North Carolina to Orlando, Florida.” On that trip he got a ticket because he went through a toll booth that he shouldn’t have driven through. “It was a Fast Pass lane. I didn’t have a Fast Pass, but I didn’t understand the traffic pattern. The cop didn’t care,” he says, with a laugh. “I was in the wrong lane and realized it too late.” 2017 Summer Tour with Nickelback Daughtry has been on tour since June with Nickelback. The tour ends Sept. 16 in Salt Lake City, Utah. The Grammy-nominated band is also working on its fifth album. “We’re going to be in the studio very soon, cutting that,” Daughtry says. For more information, please visit Daughtryofficial.com READ MORE CELEBRITY DRIVES HERE: Geoff Downes, Keyboardist for Yes, Asia, Buggles Actor and World Celebrity David Hasselhoff Drummer John Densmore of The Doors “Farmtruck” From Discovery’s Street Outlaws The post Celebrity Drive: Chris Daughtry is a (Chevy) Suburban Dad appeared first on Motor Trend.

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Celebrity Drive: Chris Daughtry is a (Chevy) Suburban Dad

Quick Stats: Chris Daughtry Grammy-nominated singer-songwriter Daily Driver: 2016 Chevy Suburban (Chris’ rating: 9 on a scale of 1 to 10) Favorite road trip: Charlottesville to Virginia Beach Car he learned to drive in: 1980s Ford pickup First car bought: 1988 Chevy Sprint

Chris Daughtry likes cars higher off the ground, but suitable enough to drive the kids around, which explains why he used to drive a Honda Odyssey minivan. But when he moved to Nashville, the former American Idol contestant wanted to shed the minivan for a more rock star appropriate ride — a fully loaded 2016 Chevrolet Suburban.

“I like driving it because it’s big and I can see over everything. I hate driving cars low to the ground and I can’t see past the hood and my depth perception gets off, so I love driving a tank,” he says.

Daughtry rates his Suburban a 9 on a scale of 10. “It’s a 9 only because it’s not the Batmobile and if I was driving the Batmobile it would be a 10 automatically,” he says, laughing. “There’s a few things that could be better — like my phone syncing to the screen in the car every time as opposed to when it wants to. I’m such an electronics person, I get frustrated when any of that doesn’t work 100 percent of the time. That’s a recent nuisance that’s fresh on my mind.”

This isn’t Daughtry’s first Suburban. He had one years ago, but when he lived in the Charlotte, N.C. and later in Los Angeles, he says it “was useless to have something that big there. We lived in Charlotte, but we were literally in uptown Charlotte.”

He lived in a condo. The complex had few tenants and a small parking garage that he could barely get in and out of with a sedan, so the Suburban had to go. Later though, with kids, the go-to ride was the Odyssey. “We got it in 2010 right before the twins were born, it was a necessity at the time,” he says.

Daughtry drove the minivan for six years. “Not very cool to be driving up to business meetings, or writing sessions or events in a minivan, so I decided once we moved to Nashville, that one of the first things I was going to do was get a Suburban again and I love it. I really do. I just like driving a big vehicle that – I can fit all my kids in, I can haul a bunch of [stuff] around if I needed to and it just looks cooler. But I didn’t get a black one, because I didn’t want to be confused with an Uber driver,” he says.

Since Nashville has less traffic than Los Angeles, it’s also a good place to comfortably drive and park a larger vehicle. “It’s definitely more traffic than the people that live here and are native to here are used to, but because I came from L.A., it’s like a drop in the pan,” he says. “There’s no issue parking here, there’s so many options and room, so I get around pretty easily in it. My wife had an IS 350 Lexus. Now she drives a BMW 5 Series. I’ve never been a car collector. I usually get a car that I’m pumped about and stay with it. In all seriousness, if I have my free reign of choice, I would probably get the new Tesla.”

Car he learned to drive in

“I learned to drive on something kind of like a farm, driving my dad’s Ford pickup. It was a stick shift and I remember hitting the gas instead of the brake and almost running into our building,” Daughtry says. “But I also learned on a tractor.”

He’s not sure what model year his dad’s pickup was, except that it was used. “Knowing him, this was back in 1990 and he never got anything new, so it was probably a 1985-1987. One bench seat and all the space was in the back of the truck. It was red with a grey stripe down the middle,” he says.

His family had a lot of land with chickens, goats, a pond, and though they didn’t farm it to make money, they leased out fields to farmers for cotton and peanuts and grew their own vegetables and chopped trees for firewood.

“We grew up very farm-like but we didn’t have a dairy or chicken farm. We had a long dirt path that went to where all the animals were. I remember driving the tractor on the road, that’s how small this town was, you could get away with anything pretty much,” he says, laughing. “It was fun. It was definitely a free, easy place to learn.”

Daughtry’s dad was his driving instructor. “I remember him being outside the door explaining what to do, and I remember him yelling ‘Woah!’ within almost two inches of hitting the building that was our storage shed,” he recalls.

He also learned shifting on his tractor. “I didn’t have any problem with that because it was so old that you could press the gas all the way down and it would still take a minute to get up some speed, so it wasn’t as jumpy as the truck. It was still very different than getting in a car and going out in traffic and navigating. This was obviously before GPS, so we had to pay attention to street signs,” he says, laughing.

Though he was used to driving the tractor, it still wasn’t real life driving in certain situations and parking. “I wouldn’t say that I was full equipped when I took driver’s ed,” he says.

First car bought

Daughtry’s first car was a 1988 Chevrolet Sprint he bought for $1,000. It was tan but also rusty, so a friend repainted it to what was supposed to be the original color.

“But it turned out champagne instead,” he says. “So the first car that I’m driving to high school in, supposedly trying to look tough, is a hatchback that’s champagne and it was what it was,” he says. “We grew up very practical — not a lot of money and it wasn’t like I could just go out and pick a car. It was a car that my dad found through a friend who had a body shop and he bought it, but I paid for it. I worked with my dad. He worked at a sawmill, so I was working at the age of 14 making my own money and pretty much anything I’ve ever got, I had to work for it.”

Daughtry also worked after school and full time during summers until his senior year in high school. “My schedule was a little all over the place with wanting to be a rock star and also wanting to make money, so I had to find jobs that fit those hours,” he says. “I remember getting a job at McDonald’s, then worked a kitchen washing dishes, then moving up to a prep cook, so I’ve been around the block when it comes to jobs.”

Daughtry’s Chevy Sprint did not have a happy ending. Its last trip was on a winding road, going 60 mph when Daughtry should have been traveling 30 mph.

“I had it not even a year before I totaled it,” he says. “I was coming home from football practice and I had my best friend that lived with us in the passenger seat. We were taking a friend home from football practice. I’d never really driven these roads before,” he recounts. “They were very windy up near Charlottesville, Virginia. Very, very windy roads. Not a lot of signage when it comes to curves and some of the back roads, and it was dark and I got into the curve too fast. It was such a small car  and I knew it couldn’t handle a curve because the first day I got my license, I turned a curve too fast on my own road and it had just rained, I did a full 360 and landed in the opposite lane. No traffic, thank God, and I casually backed up and went home like I’d seen a ghost. It was terrifying, but nothing bad happened.”

Daughtry says what happened that first day he got his license was almost like a foreshadowing of what would happened the night he wrecked it. “I knew how it handled, so I didn’t even try to force it into submission, so I went into a ditch. It flipped us across the road a few times,” he recalls. “I wasn’t wearing a seat belt. The car was still playing Soundgarden. It was ‘The Day I Tried to Live’ or ‘Limo Wreck.’ Either way, it was a very poignant type of song to be playing. I had already dropped my friend off, so it was just me and my best friend that lived with me. He helped me get out of the passenger side. It was on its roof. Not a scratch on me, it was the weirdest thing. And we flipped it over  ‘Ace Ventura’ style.”

Another teammate who lived nearby happened to drive by and helped them flip the car over. They drove to that friend’s house to use the phone.

“The windshield was caved in, so I was having to drive with my head out the side,” he says, with a laugh. “It was so jank. My dad picked me up and the cops called wondering why I left the scene of an accident. I didn’t know any better. It was my first accident, I was just terrified to death and shaken and surprised I was alive.”

After that crash, Daughtry moved the motor from the Sprint into a 1992 Geo Metro. “It was still a hatchback, basically the same chassis as the Sprint, so it worked,” he says. “I was a teenager that believed that cars ran on gasoline and gasoline only and seized the motor up driving on a two and a half hour trip. Instead of pulling over, I made it home. Dad was not happy. I think I had some sort of oil leak and ignored it. I learned the hard way.”

He either had to have the motor rebuilt or get a new car, so Daughtry ended up getting a 1987 diesel GMC Jimmy because he wanted a larger vehicle. “I really dug that truck a lot,” he says. “It was how I feel being in the Suburban, it was a tank. It was a bitch in wintertime because I remember where you had to put a heat stick in it because of freezing temperatures.”

After being on American Idol and getting his new album was out, Daughtry treated himself to a nicer ride. “The first time we really splurged on cars, me and my wife, she got a Lexus IS 350 and I got a Lexus SUV. It wasn’t the smaller SUV, it was the big full-sized. It was a 2007,” he says. “That was after we had some money and went and bought them cash.”

Favorite road trip

“I hate road trips now because we have kids,” Daughtry says, with a laugh. “It’s usually never peaceful, so we fly. But I do remember a lot of road trips as a kid with my buddy. I remember a group of friends going to Virginia Beach right after we graduated. It was a summer thing, we went to the beach and hung out.”

Daughtry recalls taking that road trip from Charlottesville to Virginia Beach in his Jimmy. “I had some janky speaker wire in the back, I had one 12-inch speaker in the back that was carrying the weight of my sound system and a CD player put in,” he says. “It was just simple and it was fun. We had a blast. You know how it is when you’re a kid and there’s really no concept of time or anything. You’re just out being free and doing whatever.”

On that road trip they went to a Sevendust show at the Virginia Beach Amphitheater. “We had all gotten a hotel. I remember us all hanging out at the hotel swimming and may or may not have been consuming alcohol under the age. I just remember us all having a blast and we all ended up getting drunk and jumping on the beds in the hotel room. There was a wrestling match or some karate fight situation,” Daughtry says, laughing. “It was me and the boys, we had a band at the time and everybody had their girlfriends with them. This was before we had real responsibilities. It was just a fun weekend.”

“I had my girlfriend with me and my buddy and his girl in the back. My other buddy had his car with him. He was very much a car guy, and still is. He runs a body shop,” he recounts. “We all shared rooms and went in, pitched in and paid for the trip.”

The farthest Daughtry has ever driven was a 10-hour road trip he did all in one night. “It was for a hang,” he says, with a laugh. “I was hanging with a buddy of mine who was working on an album and I hadn’t even gone on American Idol at the time.  Didn’t have a lot of money, we were still trying to make things happen. I had gotten accepted on the show, but had to wait for the time to be called to come back.”

He didn’t know if American Idol was going to happen. “So I had a friend that knew some producers. It was just a hang and getting to meet people sort of weekend,” he says. “I had a Dodge, it was white with red interior, I don’t remember the model because didn’t care about the car. It was a hand me down car because my wife had gotten in a wreck, we needed a car. I remember taking it by myself just driving from Burlington, North Carolina to Orlando, Florida.”

On that trip he got a ticket because he went through a toll booth that he shouldn’t have driven through. “It was a Fast Pass lane. I didn’t have a Fast Pass, but I didn’t understand the traffic pattern. The cop didn’t care,” he says, with a laugh. “I was in the wrong lane and realized it too late.”

2017 Summer Tour with Nickelback

Daughtry has been on tour since June with Nickelback. The tour ends Sept. 16 in Salt Lake City, Utah. The Grammy-nominated band is also working on its fifth album. “We’re going to be in the studio very soon, cutting that,” Daughtry says.

For more information, please visit Daughtryofficial.com

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Geoff Downes, Keyboardist for Yes, Asia, Buggles

Actor and World Celebrity David Hasselhoff

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“Farmtruck” From Discovery’s Street Outlaws

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Celebrity Drive: Chris Daughtry is a (Chevy) Suburban Dad

Quick Stats: Chris Daughtry Grammy-nominated singer-songwriter Daily Driver: 2016 Chevy Suburban (Chris’ rating: 9 on a scale of 1 to 10) Favorite road trip: Charlottesville to Virginia Beach Car he learned to drive in: 1980s Ford pickup First car bought: 1988 Chevy Sprint

Chris Daughtry likes cars higher off the ground, but suitable enough to drive the kids around, which explains why he used to drive a Honda Odyssey minivan. But when he moved to Nashville, the former American Idol contestant wanted to shed the minivan for a more rock star appropriate ride — a fully loaded 2016 Chevrolet Suburban.

“I like driving it because it’s big and I can see over everything. I hate driving cars low to the ground and I can’t see past the hood and my depth perception gets off, so I love driving a tank,” he says.

Daughtry rates his Suburban a 9 on a scale of 10. “It’s a 9 only because it’s not the Batmobile and if I was driving the Batmobile it would be a 10 automatically,” he says, laughing. “There’s a few things that could be better — like my phone syncing to the screen in the car every time as opposed to when it wants to. I’m such an electronics person, I get frustrated when any of that doesn’t work 100 percent of the time. That’s a recent nuisance that’s fresh on my mind.”

This isn’t Daughtry’s first Suburban. He had one years ago, but when he lived in the Charlotte, N.C. and later in Los Angeles, he says it “was useless to have something that big there. We lived in Charlotte, but we were literally in uptown Charlotte.”

He lived in a condo. The complex had few tenants and a small parking garage that he could barely get in and out of with a sedan, so the Suburban had to go. Later though, with kids, the go-to ride was the Odyssey. “We got it in 2010 right before the twins were born, it was a necessity at the time,” he says.

Daughtry drove the minivan for six years. “Not very cool to be driving up to business meetings, or writing sessions or events in a minivan, so I decided once we moved to Nashville, that one of the first things I was going to do was get a Suburban again and I love it. I really do. I just like driving a big vehicle that – I can fit all my kids in, I can haul a bunch of [stuff] around if I needed to and it just looks cooler. But I didn’t get a black one, because I didn’t want to be confused with an Uber driver,” he says.

Since Nashville has less traffic than Los Angeles, it’s also a good place to comfortably drive and park a larger vehicle. “It’s definitely more traffic than the people that live here and are native to here are used to, but because I came from L.A., it’s like a drop in the pan,” he says. “There’s no issue parking here, there’s so many options and room, so I get around pretty easily in it. My wife had an IS 350 Lexus. Now she drives a BMW 5 Series. I’ve never been a car collector. I usually get a car that I’m pumped about and stay with it. In all seriousness, if I have my free reign of choice, I would probably get the new Tesla.”

Car he learned to drive in

“I learned to drive on something kind of like a farm, driving my dad’s Ford pickup. It was a stick shift and I remember hitting the gas instead of the brake and almost running into our building,” Daughtry says. “But I also learned on a tractor.”

He’s not sure what model year his dad’s pickup was, except that it was used. “Knowing him, this was back in 1990 and he never got anything new, so it was probably a 1985-1987. One bench seat and all the space was in the back of the truck. It was red with a grey stripe down the middle,” he says.

His family had a lot of land with chickens, goats, a pond, and though they didn’t farm it to make money, they leased out fields to farmers for cotton and peanuts and grew their own vegetables and chopped trees for firewood.

“We grew up very farm-like but we didn’t have a dairy or chicken farm. We had a long dirt path that went to where all the animals were. I remember driving the tractor on the road, that’s how small this town was, you could get away with anything pretty much,” he says, laughing. “It was fun. It was definitely a free, easy place to learn.”

Daughtry’s dad was his driving instructor. “I remember him being outside the door explaining what to do, and I remember him yelling ‘Woah!’ within almost two inches of hitting the building that was our storage shed,” he recalls.

He also learned shifting on his tractor. “I didn’t have any problem with that because it was so old that you could press the gas all the way down and it would still take a minute to get up some speed, so it wasn’t as jumpy as the truck. It was still very different than getting in a car and going out in traffic and navigating. This was obviously before GPS, so we had to pay attention to street signs,” he says, laughing.

Though he was used to driving the tractor, it still wasn’t real life driving in certain situations and parking. “I wouldn’t say that I was full equipped when I took driver’s ed,” he says.

First car bought

Daughtry’s first car was a 1988 Chevrolet Sprint he bought for $1,000. It was tan but also rusty, so a friend repainted it to what was supposed to be the original color.

“But it turned out champagne instead,” he says. “So the first car that I’m driving to high school in, supposedly trying to look tough, is a hatchback that’s champagne and it was what it was,” he says. “We grew up very practical — not a lot of money and it wasn’t like I could just go out and pick a car. It was a car that my dad found through a friend who had a body shop and he bought it, but I paid for it. I worked with my dad. He worked at a sawmill, so I was working at the age of 14 making my own money and pretty much anything I’ve ever got, I had to work for it.”

Daughtry also worked after school and full time during summers until his senior year in high school. “My schedule was a little all over the place with wanting to be a rock star and also wanting to make money, so I had to find jobs that fit those hours,” he says. “I remember getting a job at McDonald’s, then worked a kitchen washing dishes, then moving up to a prep cook, so I’ve been around the block when it comes to jobs.”

Daughtry’s Chevy Sprint did not have a happy ending. Its last trip was on a winding road, going 60 mph when Daughtry should have been traveling 30 mph.

“I had it not even a year before I totaled it,” he says. “I was coming home from football practice and I had my best friend that lived with us in the passenger seat. We were taking a friend home from football practice. I’d never really driven these roads before,” he recounts. “They were very windy up near Charlottesville, Virginia. Very, very windy roads. Not a lot of signage when it comes to curves and some of the back roads, and it was dark and I got into the curve too fast. It was such a small car  and I knew it couldn’t handle a curve because the first day I got my license, I turned a curve too fast on my own road and it had just rained, I did a full 360 and landed in the opposite lane. No traffic, thank God, and I casually backed up and went home like I’d seen a ghost. It was terrifying, but nothing bad happened.”

Daughtry says what happened that first day he got his license was almost like a foreshadowing of what would happened the night he wrecked it. “I knew how it handled, so I didn’t even try to force it into submission, so I went into a ditch. It flipped us across the road a few times,” he recalls. “I wasn’t wearing a seat belt. The car was still playing Soundgarden. It was ‘The Day I Tried to Live’ or ‘Limo Wreck.’ Either way, it was a very poignant type of song to be playing. I had already dropped my friend off, so it was just me and my best friend that lived with me. He helped me get out of the passenger side. It was on its roof. Not a scratch on me, it was the weirdest thing. And we flipped it over  ‘Ace Ventura’ style.”

Another teammate who lived nearby happened to drive by and helped them flip the car over. They drove to that friend’s house to use the phone.

“The windshield was caved in, so I was having to drive with my head out the side,” he says, with a laugh. “It was so jank. My dad picked me up and the cops called wondering why I left the scene of an accident. I didn’t know any better. It was my first accident, I was just terrified to death and shaken and surprised I was alive.”

After that crash, Daughtry moved the motor from the Sprint into a 1992 Geo Metro. “It was still a hatchback, basically the same chassis as the Sprint, so it worked,” he says. “I was a teenager that believed that cars ran on gasoline and gasoline only and seized the motor up driving on a two and a half hour trip. Instead of pulling over, I made it home. Dad was not happy. I think I had some sort of oil leak and ignored it. I learned the hard way.”

He either had to have the motor rebuilt or get a new car, so Daughtry ended up getting a 1987 diesel GMC Jimmy because he wanted a larger vehicle. “I really dug that truck a lot,” he says. “It was how I feel being in the Suburban, it was a tank. It was a bitch in wintertime because I remember where you had to put a heat stick in it because of freezing temperatures.”

After being on American Idol and getting his new album was out, Daughtry treated himself to a nicer ride. “The first time we really splurged on cars, me and my wife, she got a Lexus IS 350 and I got a Lexus SUV. It wasn’t the smaller SUV, it was the big full-sized. It was a 2007,” he says. “That was after we had some money and went and bought them cash.”

Favorite road trip

“I hate road trips now because we have kids,” Daughtry says, with a laugh. “It’s usually never peaceful, so we fly. But I do remember a lot of road trips as a kid with my buddy. I remember a group of friends going to Virginia Beach right after we graduated. It was a summer thing, we went to the beach and hung out.”

Daughtry recalls taking that road trip from Charlottesville to Virginia Beach in his Jimmy. “I had some janky speaker wire in the back, I had one 12-inch speaker in the back that was carrying the weight of my sound system and a CD player put in,” he says. “It was just simple and it was fun. We had a blast. You know how it is when you’re a kid and there’s really no concept of time or anything. You’re just out being free and doing whatever.”

On that road trip they went to a Sevendust show at the Virginia Beach Amphitheater. “We had all gotten a hotel. I remember us all hanging out at the hotel swimming and may or may not have been consuming alcohol under the age. I just remember us all having a blast and we all ended up getting drunk and jumping on the beds in the hotel room. There was a wrestling match or some karate fight situation,” Daughtry says, laughing. “It was me and the boys, we had a band at the time and everybody had their girlfriends with them. This was before we had real responsibilities. It was just a fun weekend.”

“I had my girlfriend with me and my buddy and his girl in the back. My other buddy had his car with him. He was very much a car guy, and still is. He runs a body shop,” he recounts. “We all shared rooms and went in, pitched in and paid for the trip.”

The farthest Daughtry has ever driven was a 10-hour road trip he did all in one night. “It was for a hang,” he says, with a laugh. “I was hanging with a buddy of mine who was working on an album and I hadn’t even gone on American Idol at the time.  Didn’t have a lot of money, we were still trying to make things happen. I had gotten accepted on the show, but had to wait for the time to be called to come back.”

He didn’t know if American Idol was going to happen. “So I had a friend that knew some producers. It was just a hang and getting to meet people sort of weekend,” he says. “I had a Dodge, it was white with red interior, I don’t remember the model because didn’t care about the car. It was a hand me down car because my wife had gotten in a wreck, we needed a car. I remember taking it by myself just driving from Burlington, North Carolina to Orlando, Florida.”

On that trip he got a ticket because he went through a toll booth that he shouldn’t have driven through. “It was a Fast Pass lane. I didn’t have a Fast Pass, but I didn’t understand the traffic pattern. The cop didn’t care,” he says, with a laugh. “I was in the wrong lane and realized it too late.”

2017 Summer Tour with Nickelback

Daughtry has been on tour since June with Nickelback. The tour ends Sept. 16 in Salt Lake City, Utah. The Grammy-nominated band is also working on its fifth album. “We’re going to be in the studio very soon, cutting that,” Daughtry says.

For more information, please visit Daughtryofficial.com

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Celebrity Drive: Chris Daughtry is a (Chevy) Suburban Dad

Quick Stats: Chris Daughtry Grammy-nominated singer-songwriter Daily Driver: 2016 Chevy Suburban (Chris’ rating: 9 on a scale of 1 to 10) Favorite road trip: Charlottesville to Virginia Beach Car he learned to drive in: 1980s Ford pickup First car bought: 1988 Chevy Sprint

Chris Daughtry likes cars higher off the ground, but suitable enough to drive the kids around, which explains why he used to drive a Honda Odyssey minivan. But when he moved to Nashville, the former American Idol contestant wanted to shed the minivan for a more rock star appropriate ride — a fully loaded 2016 Chevrolet Suburban.

“I like driving it because it’s big and I can see over everything. I hate driving cars low to the ground and I can’t see past the hood and my depth perception gets off, so I love driving a tank,” he says.

Daughtry rates his Suburban a 9 on a scale of 10. “It’s a 9 only because it’s not the Batmobile and if I was driving the Batmobile it would be a 10 automatically,” he says, laughing. “There’s a few things that could be better — like my phone syncing to the screen in the car every time as opposed to when it wants to. I’m such an electronics person, I get frustrated when any of that doesn’t work 100 percent of the time. That’s a recent nuisance that’s fresh on my mind.”

This isn’t Daughtry’s first Suburban. He had one years ago, but when he lived in the Charlotte, N.C. and later in Los Angeles, he says it “was useless to have something that big there. We lived in Charlotte, but we were literally in uptown Charlotte.”

He lived in a condo. The complex had few tenants and a small parking garage that he could barely get in and out of with a sedan, so the Suburban had to go. Later though, with kids, the go-to ride was the Odyssey. “We got it in 2010 right before the twins were born, it was a necessity at the time,” he says.

Daughtry drove the minivan for six years. “Not very cool to be driving up to business meetings, or writing sessions or events in a minivan, so I decided once we moved to Nashville, that one of the first things I was going to do was get a Suburban again and I love it. I really do. I just like driving a big vehicle that – I can fit all my kids in, I can haul a bunch of [stuff] around if I needed to and it just looks cooler. But I didn’t get a black one, because I didn’t want to be confused with an Uber driver,” he says.

Since Nashville has less traffic than Los Angeles, it’s also a good place to comfortably drive and park a larger vehicle. “It’s definitely more traffic than the people that live here and are native to here are used to, but because I came from L.A., it’s like a drop in the pan,” he says. “There’s no issue parking here, there’s so many options and room, so I get around pretty easily in it. My wife had an IS 350 Lexus. Now she drives a BMW 5 Series. I’ve never been a car collector. I usually get a car that I’m pumped about and stay with it. In all seriousness, if I have my free reign of choice, I would probably get the new Tesla.”

Car he learned to drive in

“I learned to drive on something kind of like a farm, driving my dad’s Ford pickup. It was a stick shift and I remember hitting the gas instead of the brake and almost running into our building,” Daughtry says. “But I also learned on a tractor.”

He’s not sure what model year his dad’s pickup was, except that it was used. “Knowing him, this was back in 1990 and he never got anything new, so it was probably a 1985-1987. One bench seat and all the space was in the back of the truck. It was red with a grey stripe down the middle,” he says.

His family had a lot of land with chickens, goats, a pond, and though they didn’t farm it to make money, they leased out fields to farmers for cotton and peanuts and grew their own vegetables and chopped trees for firewood.

“We grew up very farm-like but we didn’t have a dairy or chicken farm. We had a long dirt path that went to where all the animals were. I remember driving the tractor on the road, that’s how small this town was, you could get away with anything pretty much,” he says, laughing. “It was fun. It was definitely a free, easy place to learn.”

Daughtry’s dad was his driving instructor. “I remember him being outside the door explaining what to do, and I remember him yelling ‘Woah!’ within almost two inches of hitting the building that was our storage shed,” he recalls.

He also learned shifting on his tractor. “I didn’t have any problem with that because it was so old that you could press the gas all the way down and it would still take a minute to get up some speed, so it wasn’t as jumpy as the truck. It was still very different than getting in a car and going out in traffic and navigating. This was obviously before GPS, so we had to pay attention to street signs,” he says, laughing.

Though he was used to driving the tractor, it still wasn’t real life driving in certain situations and parking. “I wouldn’t say that I was full equipped when I took driver’s ed,” he says.

First car bought

Daughtry’s first car was a 1988 Chevrolet Sprint he bought for $1,000. It was tan but also rusty, so a friend repainted it to what was supposed to be the original color.

“But it turned out champagne instead,” he says. “So the first car that I’m driving to high school in, supposedly trying to look tough, is a hatchback that’s champagne and it was what it was,” he says. “We grew up very practical — not a lot of money and it wasn’t like I could just go out and pick a car. It was a car that my dad found through a friend who had a body shop and he bought it, but I paid for it. I worked with my dad. He worked at a sawmill, so I was working at the age of 14 making my own money and pretty much anything I’ve ever got, I had to work for it.”

Daughtry also worked after school and full time during summers until his senior year in high school. “My schedule was a little all over the place with wanting to be a rock star and also wanting to make money, so I had to find jobs that fit those hours,” he says. “I remember getting a job at McDonald’s, then worked a kitchen washing dishes, then moving up to a prep cook, so I’ve been around the block when it comes to jobs.”

Daughtry’s Chevy Sprint did not have a happy ending. Its last trip was on a winding road, going 60 mph when Daughtry should have been traveling 30 mph.

“I had it not even a year before I totaled it,” he says. “I was coming home from football practice and I had my best friend that lived with us in the passenger seat. We were taking a friend home from football practice. I’d never really driven these roads before,” he recounts. “They were very windy up near Charlottesville, Virginia. Very, very windy roads. Not a lot of signage when it comes to curves and some of the back roads, and it was dark and I got into the curve too fast. It was such a small car  and I knew it couldn’t handle a curve because the first day I got my license, I turned a curve too fast on my own road and it had just rained, I did a full 360 and landed in the opposite lane. No traffic, thank God, and I casually backed up and went home like I’d seen a ghost. It was terrifying, but nothing bad happened.”

Daughtry says what happened that first day he got his license was almost like a foreshadowing of what would happened the night he wrecked it. “I knew how it handled, so I didn’t even try to force it into submission, so I went into a ditch. It flipped us across the road a few times,” he recalls. “I wasn’t wearing a seat belt. The car was still playing Soundgarden. It was ‘The Day I Tried to Live’ or ‘Limo Wreck.’ Either way, it was a very poignant type of song to be playing. I had already dropped my friend off, so it was just me and my best friend that lived with me. He helped me get out of the passenger side. It was on its roof. Not a scratch on me, it was the weirdest thing. And we flipped it over  ‘Ace Ventura’ style.”

Another teammate who lived nearby happened to drive by and helped them flip the car over. They drove to that friend’s house to use the phone.

“The windshield was caved in, so I was having to drive with my head out the side,” he says, with a laugh. “It was so jank. My dad picked me up and the cops called wondering why I left the scene of an accident. I didn’t know any better. It was my first accident, I was just terrified to death and shaken and surprised I was alive.”

After that crash, Daughtry moved the motor from the Sprint into a 1992 Geo Metro. “It was still a hatchback, basically the same chassis as the Sprint, so it worked,” he says. “I was a teenager that believed that cars ran on gasoline and gasoline only and seized the motor up driving on a two and a half hour trip. Instead of pulling over, I made it home. Dad was not happy. I think I had some sort of oil leak and ignored it. I learned the hard way.”

He either had to have the motor rebuilt or get a new car, so Daughtry ended up getting a 1987 diesel GMC Jimmy because he wanted a larger vehicle. “I really dug that truck a lot,” he says. “It was how I feel being in the Suburban, it was a tank. It was a bitch in wintertime because I remember where you had to put a heat stick in it because of freezing temperatures.”

After being on American Idol and getting his new album was out, Daughtry treated himself to a nicer ride. “The first time we really splurged on cars, me and my wife, she got a Lexus IS 350 and I got a Lexus SUV. It wasn’t the smaller SUV, it was the big full-sized. It was a 2007,” he says. “That was after we had some money and went and bought them cash.”

Favorite road trip

“I hate road trips now because we have kids,” Daughtry says, with a laugh. “It’s usually never peaceful, so we fly. But I do remember a lot of road trips as a kid with my buddy. I remember a group of friends going to Virginia Beach right after we graduated. It was a summer thing, we went to the beach and hung out.”

Daughtry recalls taking that road trip from Charlottesville to Virginia Beach in his Jimmy. “I had some janky speaker wire in the back, I had one 12-inch speaker in the back that was carrying the weight of my sound system and a CD player put in,” he says. “It was just simple and it was fun. We had a blast. You know how it is when you’re a kid and there’s really no concept of time or anything. You’re just out being free and doing whatever.”

On that road trip they went to a Sevendust show at the Virginia Beach Amphitheater. “We had all gotten a hotel. I remember us all hanging out at the hotel swimming and may or may not have been consuming alcohol under the age. I just remember us all having a blast and we all ended up getting drunk and jumping on the beds in the hotel room. There was a wrestling match or some karate fight situation,” Daughtry says, laughing. “It was me and the boys, we had a band at the time and everybody had their girlfriends with them. This was before we had real responsibilities. It was just a fun weekend.”

“I had my girlfriend with me and my buddy and his girl in the back. My other buddy had his car with him. He was very much a car guy, and still is. He runs a body shop,” he recounts. “We all shared rooms and went in, pitched in and paid for the trip.”

The farthest Daughtry has ever driven was a 10-hour road trip he did all in one night. “It was for a hang,” he says, with a laugh. “I was hanging with a buddy of mine who was working on an album and I hadn’t even gone on American Idol at the time.  Didn’t have a lot of money, we were still trying to make things happen. I had gotten accepted on the show, but had to wait for the time to be called to come back.”

He didn’t know if American Idol was going to happen. “So I had a friend that knew some producers. It was just a hang and getting to meet people sort of weekend,” he says. “I had a Dodge, it was white with red interior, I don’t remember the model because didn’t care about the car. It was a hand me down car because my wife had gotten in a wreck, we needed a car. I remember taking it by myself just driving from Burlington, North Carolina to Orlando, Florida.”

On that trip he got a ticket because he went through a toll booth that he shouldn’t have driven through. “It was a Fast Pass lane. I didn’t have a Fast Pass, but I didn’t understand the traffic pattern. The cop didn’t care,” he says, with a laugh. “I was in the wrong lane and realized it too late.”

2017 Summer Tour with Nickelback

Daughtry has been on tour since June with Nickelback. The tour ends Sept. 16 in Salt Lake City, Utah. The Grammy-nominated band is also working on its fifth album. “We’re going to be in the studio very soon, cutting that,” Daughtry says.

For more information, please visit Daughtryofficial.com

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Actor and World Celebrity David Hasselhoff

Drummer John Densmore of The Doors

“Farmtruck” From Discovery’s Street Outlaws

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