Well coming hone last night @ 12:30AM, a loud ass camaro flexes on me...I pussied out, cuz I was gonna be had. Next comes some guy in a stanza, he flexes like 3 times before I bite.

I let him put a bus length on me b4 I pull him in and left his ass....I was hitting speed limiter.

I just about get off the bridge and up comes a red iroc, no exhaust so I say more my style.....so we run from about 60, i drop to 3rd and instantly put a couple cars on him, but man I tell ya, by my shift to 4th, the guy made it up and put a bus length on me. We slow down and here comes mr.Stanza, doing at least 90, and cuts in front of me( behind the iroc) slams his fucking brakes, I hit mine, take next lane, and he comes behind me. I was so pisssssseeddd....I hit my brakes so hard I almost locked up.

So I get off around the airport exit, he's following....kept it in 3rd. merged over and put a whole football field on his ass......I slow back down. Now the iroc is back in the pictue again, I drop same result left him, but he came back and took my ass big time...looked overand smiled at me on his way by. Good running dude!

The fucking stanza comes by again and cuts me off,by millimeters; im doing 60 minding my own bizness, so I get real pissed again......I slap some brights in his ass, then I droppped and made up the 1/3mile headstart he had and put a whole football field on his ass. He passes me at the light and give me this look like, I beat you.

That guy is/was/will be a punk. Its assholes like him that cause accidents doing bullshit at those speeds.

Ayways, the IROC was a good, run although I got my ass whooped.

 

You're crazy cali.