As my girl and I were driving down US 19 Sunday night...I was toying with the car a bit because something sounded funny. As we approached Alderman rd a Dodge Ram 2500 with 2 drunken hillbillies pull up next to us...they yelled something out the window that I couldn't hear...I slowed down and asked them "what?" and they responded "your car is a piece of shit" so I replied back "do YOU know anyone with a fast car?" Then the drunken hillbilly spit at my car and told me he was going to kill me while he waved something shiny (what I perceived to be a gun) as we were driving so I retaliated with a swift toss of a full bottle of water that nailed the side of their truck...which I think really pissed them off because when I slowed down a bit and then gunned it they threw a glass bottle of beer at my car...which missed. So I gunned it trying to avoid a situation. I cut a right onto Nebraska...heading west, they proceeded to follow us...I cut right on belcher...they were about 200 yards behind me...I slowed down let them catch up a bit. At this point my girl was already on the phone with the cops explaining what was happening. When I got to Alderman I faked left and then cut a nasty right onto Alderman on a red light cutting off about 4 cars worth of traffic heading east and took off...I jumped back onto 19 figuring I had lost them. While I was heading south on 19 they weren't behind us so I made a right into the parking lot of what used to be Fred Flemmings and was going to cut back onto Nebraska. Just as I reached Nebraska...guess who we see? The 2 drunken hillbillies heading back towards 19...probably in hopes of catching us...they hopped the median to go west and I made a left to go east...so at probably 30 mph they hop the median again and headed towards me...T-bone style and they were going to hit me! I am guessing the owner of that truck was probably not the gentleman driving it. So I had to bust out my Tokyo drift style skills and slide around him so he didn't hit me...He must've missed me by like a foot and a half!!! I get to the Nebraska/19 light...there was a car coming so I had to sit at the light for a few secs...those guys were right behind me screaming "YOU'RE DEAD...YOU'RE DEAD" so I flicked them off...busted a right (southbound 19) and I just floored it...every gear...streetracer style! My girl is still on the phone with the sheriff and all I hear her say Is "what do you mean there are no cops on 19?!?!" by this time I am doing 150mph- no joke- from Nebraska to the Countryside mall screaming "PULL ME OVER SOMEONE PULL ME OVER!!!" so I call my boy Anthony...who I was on my way to meet before all this started for the Sunday night meet to tell him to get his boys ready for some crazy shit. The cop tells my girl to have us get off on sunset...the truck was so far behind us I couldn't even see his lights anymore..so we pulled into the BK parking lot...there was like 20 people there waiting to beat these guys down and finally a cop shows up...WITH K-9!!! So you know I had to hide something fast. We made a report and they said they'd get back with me.
Moral of the story: I'm a streetracer "YO" ...I must say I busted up some serious skills catching the corners...maybe I'll take up AutoXing!

All this and the guy who wanted to race ME...didn't show.

And the best part...I never turned the camera on!