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Date registered: Aug 2002
Vehicle: And what was left was what was guilt was what u gave to me
Location: A cavalcade of strangers came to tear ur world apart
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About that race with the ZO6 outside Amarillo, ya know...
I got my ass handed to me. Loss the battle. But...
I had to pick on the middle age good ol' boy cause he sure looked liked he would play. Sure 'nuff. A few little blips and I nailed it while shifting near the redline with my slushbox while vette guy downshifts and leaves me behind by about 8 car lengths. He lets off around 110mph.
I ain't done with him yet.
I stay into it and am just about to pass him when he downshifts again and pulls in front without too much effort.
I stay into it.
He finally lets off around 130mph and I am about 4 car lengths behind him and I stay into it. I blow past him and he gives it up. I feel I need to show tough guy some good home cookin' lessons so I stay into as long as I can until I must let off for a some furrin' cross over ute hoggin' da lane next to a mega wheeler. Believe I hit 145mph 'fore lettin' off and destroyin' my brakes and buryin' my front wheels in copious amounts of brake dust. Of course the sprt ute fella never even noticed, probably to busy tryin' to steer his sludge puppy past the Freight liner while eatin' a taco and talkin' to his therapist on cell who told him to move west cause chicken cost less there and the time difference will soothe his irregular defecation schedule.