[Check this out, yo. So I was like cruising with my homies last night and we gots like 4 people in the car, right? We just chillin and crap and whatever. So we like hit up this one stretch of road where like poeple always comes up to race and drag. I pulled up to a red light and like 10 seconds later I hear this like roaring sound come up behind me. I thought it was like a ricey Civic at first or something, but this damn Ferrari F40 pulls right up next to me! I mean this thing is sweet! Its red and the driver is like this old dude. So we admire his car for like the whole time and I like rev a couple times to see if the old guy wants to like race for like kicks you know? The old dude turns and smiles at us and we are like, Oh sh|+ its on! I look straight ahead and when the light turns green, I step on the gas hard. My tires are like squeeling and sh|+ and I peel out like a motherf|_|cker! I hear this clunk sound or something and my friends are looking back and they are like, Sh|+, the dude musta missed a gear or something cause he's so embarased that he turns on the very next corner! I flash my hazards to show the old dude that I won! Damn that was sweet. "Winning's winning, weather its a inch or a mile!"]

It was a sweet race!

 

April fools day was like 9 days ago BROH!

 

WTF you talking about BROH! FU if you don't believe me. Last week, a Max took out an STI WRX cause the fool couldnt shift for sh|+ and this week, I took on a Ferrari and the fool couldn't shift for sh|+ neither. Ain't my fault the old dude was too much of a b|tch to race me again. I reved and the old dude smiled at me and that a sign to race. So he missed his first shift and was too chickensh|+ so he made the turn rather than man up to me. I won. "Winning's winning, weather its a inch or a mile!"

 

The like education in this like country makes me want to like...