Okay, I was on my way to Johnstown tonight with my girlfriend, and we were just cruising along 219, coming up on the Galleria Dr. exit...some moron in a black cavalier, silver racing stripes, altezzas, stickers on the doors, and 2 big ugly mufflers sticking out the back, rides up on my ass, then passes me...I busted out laughing, because as he passed, he slowed down a bit and stared like a hardass. I knew what he wanted to do...we were dead even at a roll from about 40, he looks over, nods, then we were off...I was still in 3rd from downshifting around the previous turn, and I stomped it...there was traffic, actually our little "race" if that's what you'd call it, started just before a merging ramp...I know, everyone's saying it's stupid to streetrace now and everything, but people have died before, and it will happen again and again, but that's a risk you have to take if you love the adrenaline rush. Basically, by the time I was in 4th at about 4k, I could see his headlights fade into little specks in my mirror...Then when I took the next exit, he went flying past
Real cool buddy, even my girlfriend made fun of him I don't know if I'd really call this a good kill, or even a good race, but just a little "race" that took place tonight, got my heart beating, as all races do, regardless of speed or danger involved (there was some danger involved tonight, but not so much that someone could've died, it was on the highway) Just a story, I'm not bragging...I had fun flying away from a little ricer that...couldn't
Real cool buddy, even my girlfriend made fun of him I don't know if I'd really call this a good kill, or even a good race, but just a little "race" that took place tonight, got my heart beating, as all races do, regardless of speed or danger involved (there was some danger involved tonight, but not so much that someone could've died, it was on the highway) Just a story, I'm not bragging...I had fun flying away from a little ricer that...couldn't
