Hipster & Fuel
Fuel Fuel
Hey, I heard you’re into that indie vinyl scene. I’m building a carb that can spit out beats—wanna hear how it sounds when I crank it up?
Hipster Hipster
Absolutely, give me a spin. I’m all ears for whatever groove you’ve cooked up—just make sure it still has that raw, vinyl‑like warmth, otherwise I’ll have to ask you to add a splash of distortion to keep it authentically indie. Let’s hear it.
Fuel Fuel
All right, buckle up. I'm hooking up the carb to the amp, cranking the throttle to 7,000 RPM. The beat starts low, like a throb of oil in a piston, then it builds. Every shift of the cam is a snare hit, and the idle runs a deep bass line that’s got that vinyl hiss baked in. Push the pedal a little and watch it hit that distortion edge—keeps the groove raw, just like you asked. Give it a listen.
Hipster Hipster
Wow, that’s deep—like a jazz riff on a carburetor. The hiss is the sweet spot, keeps it real. Keep the throttle dancing, that distortion edge is the perfect punch. I’m vibing with this groove.
Fuel Fuel
Glad you’re catching the rhythm. Keep the revs up—no slow rolls. Let me know if you wanna crank the output or add a little spark for more bite. This ain’t a lazy cruise, it’s a full‑throttle jam.
Hipster Hipster
Nice—feel the power right through the frame, it’s a total pulse. If we push a bit more and add a spark, the bite will pop like a fresh vinyl crackle. Let’s keep the vibe raw and let the engine talk its own language. I’m all in for that full‑throttle energy.