in the sentra...

alright, so im coming back home from the mall with my orange chicken, bbq chicken, and fried rice...im just munching away at a light, when this guy revs on me in a old old cavalier..i just shake my head, drop the car into 1, throw the sport gears on, and turn off traction control. and in the most asian voice i can do i yell over "You no walk ta a-shun cah boiii" so i bring the rpms up a little (hell if i know, i have no tach) So the light goes green, and im on it WOT, and just lifting both front wheels across the intersection (alright alright...hopping..) because i got a bad launch on the line. Im doing about 65 winding out 1st gear and he is right on my bumper still. I press the sport gear button again and the gut-wrenching torque pulls me about another 1/2 car on him then i let out and gave him the flashers. we roll to the next light and he said he had a bad launch and in my asian voice i tell him "Oh well cracka, you luck i no have slicks on cah. Only have skinned knees" and i went on my merry way...never missing one bite of my fried rice.

im calling out al...i think he is no contest for the sentra...it outpulls the bird by far now..