Once, some guy in a Chevelle tried to talk me into a race. I told him thanks but no thanks then got called a pussy. My words to him, "I am what I EAT pal!" I found out later that even if i had took him up on the offer and met him where he wanted to race that he wouldnt have showed up. He'd done it before, talk guys into a race, then that car would "mysteriously" develop a problem and he'd back out.
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