If the '90s brought us anything of note, it was either Kurt Cobain's suicide, The Usual Suspects, or corporate America's cynical attempt to exploit teenagers with the X-Treme movement. Of the three, guess which was easiest to turn into a modular humor countdown? Hint: the article about Cobain's suicide will be up next week. For now, we present the most X-Treme products of all time.
Remember when remote control cars were a just harmless hobby, or a chance for lonely kids to discover they were interested in engineering? Well, move over, grandpa! The Firestorm, the Tyrannosaurus, and the Hurricane are here to burn your house down, devour your livestock, and displace thousands of Louisianans.
RC cars no longer resemble anything you would ever hope to see on the road: some have three giant wheels, others have mechanical jaws, and one of them is just your dad's loaded handgun with axles and a steering column attached to it. And the days of tiny, whining engines are long gone; today's RC Cars sport V-8s and up, and get six feet to the gallon, highway driving.
So what do all of these X-treme cars spend their time doing? Crashing into shit, that's what. The best ones were those ones that exploded on impact (The Subaru, I believe), but they stopped making them when that kid burned his little brother's face off. How X-treme is that?! Up next from RC: The Suicide Bomber, The Colonoscopy, and The Holocaust.
Most X-treme Moment
The fourteen-RC car pileup that caused an actual eight-car pileup. Six fatalities baby!
Least X-treme Moment
The fourteen-RC car pileup that caused a semi to veer off the road into a daycare center. Six baby fatalities!
Level of X-tremity!
You know those tubes you connect two soda bottles to and it makes a wicked water tornado? Like twelve of those.