So....you wanna hear something sad....here you go.
So i'm drivin on my own with the windows down and the music blaring...and all of a sudden i hear this rumble..and I look in my rear view mirror...don't see a damn thing..i look left..don't see a damn thing...i look right and there it is!.....the biggest P.O.S. I've ever laid eyes on. It's a 91 Honda Civic Hatchback with a a spray painted white painted...a muffler with a hole punched in the side (That's whay it was so loud)...pink taillight covers with three holes in each of them....a coffee can, yes a COFFEE can as an exhaust tip and a chain sterring wheel not to mention two 15's in the big....all of a sudden he starts reving on me...and I"m like oh my! you've got to be kidding...well he wasn't...and I'm thinking okay a**hole you've asked for it...so I start revving my 98 Civic with my intake so it sounds pretty f*ing mean....and then light turns green...I shift into 2nd....3rd....4th...and then I look behind me and see his little P.O.S. draggin along...so we pull up to another stop light and I'm laughing my as off at this guy because I dunno why in the hell he would race me with a car like that...so I'm laughing and he's revving AGAIN! and I'm like...god SHUTUP...the light turned greennn...I hit 2nd...3rd...and then it happens.......HE HITS THE NOS! IN HIS CAR! NOS!!!!!!!!! and he kills me!!! I mean were talking 6 to 7 car lengths...I felt so bad I pulled over into a McDonald's parking lot and just sat there thinking to myself...why does it have to be me...why does it have to be me..... ::Sigh:::
