I rolled to a stop (in my old red stang R.I.P.) to the bath ave and 16th ave stop sign(4way) as my car was burbling at idle brum brum brum brum , this guy on a bicycle rolls up and says "5.slow ha ill slap you silly with my HUFFY" i looked in the mirror threw the palm of my hand across my left cheek and realized this is not a dream,,,as i grabbed my club handle he started peddaling frantically,,,i said to myself "NEVER EVER IS A HUFFY GOING TO SLAP ME SILLY"

i put my foot through the floor reaching for the radiator,,,my stang ripped forward as the tires were crying for me to let off the gas but i was pushing,,,as i instantly gained on him,,,i took my 7-11 slurpee (blue)

and flung it out the window,dont worry he caught it,,,with his head

as my base-o-matic was shifting into 2nd gear,,,i pulled my foot back through the firewall ( and may i mention i also cut myself ) stoping slowly at the benson and 16th intersection , i realized that when he caught my slurpee he went down and stopped racing, non the less i did enjoy the run,,and i smoked him ,,,i felt good about myself ,,, but not for too long as i realized that this was the only kill i ever had in my red stang. THE END



DEDICATED TO THE RED STANG (which i accidentaly totalled when i was doing inverted donuts)

Leo

 

ummmm good kill?? hey that was post #300 i am now the master of the rotary universe.

 

funny story.

 

ive had a similar kill to that i smoked a huffy on my pacific one time.....lol

 

nothing is quite as satisfying as beaning people with beverages in styrofoam cups.