So I was on my way back home from some mall (Roosevelt Field) and I see a maroonish DA up ahead, dropped, exhaust, high school driver/friend. So I think he got stuck behind someone turning in the left lane or whatever...anyways he sees me and his friend says something slick. Just as luck would have it we're the first ones to the next light...I'm on the left, he's on the right, it's red. He rolls down his window, I roll down my right rear...
Me: "What happened?"
Him: "I used to have one of those. It was cute. *looks at friend, lovingly*"
Me: *revs to 3k*
Light: *turns green*
I got mad wheelspin, but I had him by the end of first and I stayed ahead until the bottom of 3rd, but admittedly not by much. In any case, he turned off before I could get a chance to talk to him...I was gonna ask what he was running. I was kind of scared that he'd be DOHC VTEC'd up but judging by his performance I highly doubt it. It was about an hour ago too...I'm pretty sure he wishes he hadn't cut class to get beat by the car his mom probably gave him/ dad probably drove his mom to the hospital to have him in.
Me: "What happened?"
Him: "I used to have one of those. It was cute. *looks at friend, lovingly*"
Me: *revs to 3k*
Light: *turns green*
I got mad wheelspin, but I had him by the end of first and I stayed ahead until the bottom of 3rd, but admittedly not by much. In any case, he turned off before I could get a chance to talk to him...I was gonna ask what he was running. I was kind of scared that he'd be DOHC VTEC'd up but judging by his performance I highly doubt it. It was about an hour ago too...I'm pretty sure he wishes he hadn't cut class to get beat by the car his mom probably gave him/ dad probably drove his mom to the hospital to have him in.
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