The Beirut Bombshell
NUMBER: M80
POSITION: Stars, stripes or all up in that
WARNING: May cause blunt force trauma
HEIGHT: Just right to hit you square in the solar plexus
DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS: The one still skating around when all your asses are on the floor
LIKES: Sideswipe crashes, intense eyes, ruins, worthy adversaries, revolution, the sun
DISLIKES: Dogma, doormats, the status quo, stuff that doesn’t smell like anything
BIO: Born in the ample bosom of the fertile crescent, The Beirut Bombshell spent her days roaming the mountains working as a goat herder and pagan jihadist. That was until she became a Hellion of Troy and traded the aromatic spices of the Phoenicians for the stink of unwashed knee pads and wrist guards. She’s well known for her love of motion and aggression. The track is like a powder keg and she’s got her flame to the fuze.