J.R. looks over his shoulder,
"Agreed, although it'd be hilarious seeing yinz sit in da middle of da back seat and watching da others squished agin da door."
He lets out a small laugh. When he gets to the car, he circles around it, then pops the hood and peers underneath,
"Woo this baby is loaded! Twin turboed V6, 3.5 litre. It has at least 350 ponies. If it has da interceptor package, which it probably does, it's wah da cops use, it's tuned even faster! jano that even da wills on dese babies are upgraded to hanle mahnting curbs at high speeds witout blowing a tahr or busting da will?"
It's obvious that J.R. is in love with the car and prying the keys out of his hands would probably lead to a scuffle. He hops behind the wheel and starts her up, giving it a little rev.