This is my story, driving down hillborough when I get tried by this yellow z06 with i believe a supercharger, couldn't really tell just knew he has gages and a big tac. My car (gs-t with blown turbo) gets along side this beautiful z06, he looks over, starts smirking and rev his car. I'm thinking sure i'll drive normal, he'll think I don't want to race. Noooooo he waits till there's a long ass gap,still smirking and jolting his car forward to see if he can get me to go. Little did he know I was going. A car with a blown turbo isn't really going to go anywhere.

I was sooo pissed, not at the fact that he tried me o so bad but that I couldn't do anything. I'm saving to buy few more parts(one being my new turbo) but DAMN. Just sitting there smiling back just I don't know DAMN. Felt like running my car into a tree. I pulled over, picked up my pride and drove home. Did beat a guy on a 10 speed. Felt alittle better. Anyway, just felt like venting. I probably could of race distance and hoped he ran out of gas. Bad day.


Flaco


P.S. DAMN

P.S.S. Pissed