Well, let me first say I don't street race cuz it is dangerous...
Well this Tundra (work truck..has a wheel barrel in the back, sliding around) starts messing with, and almost runs me over at a stop light. So I decided to let him see the truck from a distance. He is right behind me as the light turns green...I walk all over him. I don't even know how many car (or truck) lengths. The light turns red in front of me, so I stop. He comes flying up, slams on his brakes beside me, and starts to talk to me... He asks me,"Do you know about my truck; pretty good for 381 horsepower...don't ya think?" Then he asks me, "Is that the V10?" "How much horsepower."
The guy was a real tard...he was so proud of his truck even after I put a whippin on him...I guess that is how you should be, or you would die of jealiousy. :elefant:
Well this Tundra (work truck..has a wheel barrel in the back, sliding around) starts messing with, and almost runs me over at a stop light. So I decided to let him see the truck from a distance. He is right behind me as the light turns green...I walk all over him. I don't even know how many car (or truck) lengths. The light turns red in front of me, so I stop. He comes flying up, slams on his brakes beside me, and starts to talk to me... He asks me,"Do you know about my truck; pretty good for 381 horsepower...don't ya think?" Then he asks me, "Is that the V10?" "How much horsepower."
The guy was a real tard...he was so proud of his truck even after I put a whippin on him...I guess that is how you should be, or you would die of jealiousy. :elefant: