I got bored last week and made my rounds in the under cover. I was rolling over the hill and saw some uncle ben's mean machines lining up at the light, so i lay into it a bit to catch up to them before they took off. I mingle my way through traffic and pull up behind one of them. They both start revving at one another and im glad i had my protective gear on, cause there were some wicked bees in the area, but not to worry, i am a-ok. anywho, the light went green and they both took off. I am still sitting on the tail of the one car as we start pulling past the other..and then all of a sudden the driver of the other car looks over and immediately mashes the brakes..i thought it was a tad weird, but thought nothing of it after that..i make my way to the other lane as the guy i was chasing is slowing down and, i see him look over at me and then i hear him downshift...i thought it was a bit rude to start a race without even honking or anything..ya know? Well i let him get out a ways and i just start toying with him going past and slowing down, it was a cute little spunk of an SRT4, but hey, what can ya do right?

my only other run of the night was one of those new fandangled ZX10's. little bit cuter piece of spunk there now...He came past me doing a wheelie on the howard frankland i sped up to let him know i was game and he flicked me off and bent his tag up...dunno what all that was about. i just dropped it into 3rd from about an 80 roll and chased after him. i started to reel him in pretty good after 140ish. i was happy with my experiences that evening.