As of Friday June 9th, i went on a cruise to my friends house Rudy, to see if i will be able to use his camera to record next days event, he wasn't there but i already put the thought in his head so i know he wont let me down. Anywho i went over to my cousins that wanted to race me all along, i showed him my new lights and how the car looks waxed, he said he wanted to "drive around". (i knew i should have said NO). As a show off, he blew run bys against me and sped up and down the road as i tried to follow him, i didnt' want him to see my Z28's true power, anyways, i should have not done this! We went side by side on Reservoir St. on a red light and he was Reving? I said ok real quick though, and as soon as the light turn green we both took off exact but i had this massive GAP excessively growing every second, i BLEW him OUT. (Anyhow, his secret weapon was to bring his friend along that had a turbo something Dodge NEON, and that was his backing point to kick my *** "just incase i beat his") I beat them both, the neon was another celica gt look alike massacre. After the two races the guy in the Neon left without reply, guess was mad, and my cousin parked so did i, and he said you wont get this, "dude i dont think i will make it man." i said, "why not dude you have to man, that was nothing i know you could do better." replys with" nah man you'll beat me." (i guess it is stuck in his head now. Long story short, he was SUPPOSE TO COME TODAY, so he CHICKENED OUT ON THE RACE!!!

 

that is awesome....its a great feeling stomping rice ***

 

Those who don't obviously know, this was the follow-up for "To Kill or Not to Kill" thread. My cousin did not race me that day because he saw what i did to him the night before and his friends waste of money neon. yeah he clearly got it through his head.

 

Okay, so wait. He doesn't want to race you, because he's worried he'll lose, based on having lost to you already?

WTF?

Who even cares if he shows up? You just did the race a day early; that's all.

 

thats all that matters. chevy power= street cred.

 

Your cousin probably drove home blasting Shania Twain ...

"Man ... I feel like a woman ..."

I hate ricers.