I probably will not stop street racing either. I usually have a strong enough head on my shoulders to take many factors into account, such as time of day, traffic, pedestrians, and cops.
I consider that one of the main reasons that I have lived and avoided many messy situations through the years. If you could say, I try to make something dangerous, and risky as safe and risk free as possible.
It is an addiction. People at work ask me why I do it. The only thing I can think to say is "Hey, I work hard, so I play just as hard."
I'm not sure what to really link the addiction to. I think its the combination of the feeling of accerleration, the competition, the overload of the senses. The sight, the Sound, the smell, and the feel. There is nothing like it. To me, it tops sex.
ReefBlue..
I'm under the impression that you think I wasnt going to let the guy over at all in the Z28, or that it was some kind of race to the death thing.. Um. In normal situations, the loser in such a race doesnt go carreening of the road, they usually either get behind the winner when there lane ends, or slow down and tuck behind the winner.
As to how my mother would feel, it wouldnt matter if I died in a car crash, Lighting strike, suicide or a work related accident. It would be just as devestating to her. I do not, nor do I think anyone else here would want to impose such a thing on there family.
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