Back in '86, when Muggsy was just a young, pimply-faced headbanger listening to Slayer's Reign in Blood on cassette over the shitty speakers of his 1972 Plymouth Duster (Thanks, Uncle Mike!), he could only dream of the day when automobiles like the "Scion x Slayer Mobile Amp tC" were common on highways all over the world, or as he imagined they'd be called "deathways."
Muggsy always fancied a car that he could pull over in front of his old lady's house, whip out his Kramer six string electric, and launch into a monster Jeff Hanneman (R.I.P., brother) riff through a Marshall stack mounted in the trunk.
Looks like Muggsy is a bit of a Nostradamus as that fantasy has finally come to pass. In Muggy's future universe, however, the spikes protruding from the wheel hubs were a lot longer and pointier, and the head of Morrissey was impaled on the hood ornament. A guy can still dream though, can't he?