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Is there anything worse...
...than a dirty street racer??? Today I was playing with this guy who is always runnin' his mouth, always talking shit. He's the type of guy who "knows" that his Weapon R filter adds 15whp because NOPI says so. Well, he got behind me at a red light and was tooting his 6" tip, and when we met at the next light my he says "Can that carpet queen handle speeds in excess of 35?" I smirked, because I'm pretty though to bully into racing (especially on the busiest street in town). Then this guys follows me onto a side street that leads to my apartment. The street is wide but has more curves then Jenna Jameson. We were doing about 60 and he starts coming a little close to my driver's side quarter panel (he was close enough that he could probably read the inside of my gas cap), I figure he's not totally in control so I give him about 2 extra feet. As soon as I do, he eats them right up, so I give him another foot (by now, I'm almost on the side walk), and you guessed it, he moved right over next to me. I tried to speed up(because this guy obviously wasn't in this just to see who's car was faster) but he accelerated right with me. Eventually, I slowed down and let him get really close, then I floored it and had to blow a stopsign and hang a 90 degree right to avoid this guys trying to push me off the road. You may think I'm a punk for not playing his game, but damn, I was actually scared. I mean it's amazing that this whole scene that we get into for fun can turn into a situation where we want to win so badly that we'll endanger others just to show the size of our balls...ok, I'm done now...
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Cleanliness is Godliness...But who needs that much responsibility???
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