The Fellowship of Bad Traffic is on the outs.

It seems that since the dot-bomb implosion, it’s easier to find a place to park, Muni’s running closer to on-time, and people are generally being nicer to each other. Some say that the City’s scattered pockets of Rats have finally joined forces and sent the Fellowship packing back to El Lay. Others say that the Sternos somehow magickally engineered the big crash, and with their primary adversaries eliminated are now working on a repeat of the 1904 fire.