In the years since my induction to the Burnout addiction, I have see, and been the primary factor, of many forms of auto-carnage. I have been the instrumental force behind a grinding takedown. I have seen foe's plow head on into innocent and unsuspecting Sunday drivers. It has also been my pleasure to nudge my nemesis off the road, whereby he or she took a long walk off a short pier strait down into a 500+ foot deep canyon of terror. However, no action has delighted me so much to the point of zen than the vertical takedown. Ah yes, to gracefully soar into the wild blue sky at a rate of approximately 165mph, place yourself at a precisely calculated trajectory point, and finally come down hard and sure, as the hammer of justice, onto your opponent's freshly painted hard top convertible. A move executed, in most cases, by pure luck or what may be considered an "accident." Such an action, in this writers eyes, should be considered the most celebrated of destructive maneuvers. As stated before, most times this may come to pass without planing and by total surprise. However, for those of us with the skill and vision to place ourselves at a superb leap (let's say the South Bay EXPWY in Burnout: Paradise) followed by clean access to our enemies rooftop, done so with the precise aim of Japanese Kensai, we are surely Gods of our domain. With this said, I bestow upon the Vertical Takedown, the title of "The Quintessential Force of Destruction."
