I did a weird thing this week.
On my way home I stop by Racetrack to use the bathroom and when I come out, there is this guy in a van who starts asking me about my car (he was kinda excited). I told him a little about it (kinda reluctantly). He seemed like a cool guy. Then he asks, "Hey Man, take me for a ride in it!" I was like, okay, I don't think I would've been that bold...
I told him, "Aah," and just started laughing, but then he asked again, "Come on man, just a quick ride" I told him "aah, I'm on my way home" (in a nice way), but he asked again, "Just up the road" (a side street). Knowing how I can be crazy about other people's Mustangs, I understood totally. So I said "OKAY, C'mon" and let him in.
I knew what he wanted me to do, so I did it. I pulled out of there at full throttle, fishtailing a lot and burning the tires 3/4 of the way through first and let it shift in to 2nd. Got up to about 55 and let off after he started screaming: "Okay, okay, man that's enough, slow down!" HA HA HA AH ha ah ha it was soooooo stinking funny
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(My purpose is not to brag. For me, it was just a different - and funny -event.)