So after I get my lunch meat and TV dinners in my grocery getter, I cash my paycheck at the bank and start heading towards my hotel room. It is just starting to get dark out and most cars have their headlights on, I on the other hand just have my fogs on. I guess I only put my headlights on when it gets real dark out because I’m weird.
So I’m the first car at the red light on the feeder road heading towards my hotel. Why not give it a little? You deserve it I think to myself, you don’t need to save gas that badly. So I get on it a little, run through first and second and let off. I’m doing a good 65mph and better slow up a little because it is only a 45 zone.
Damn what is that light bad there in my mirror? Looks like a HID but there are 4 of them…what the hell sort of car is that? Is it a lifted truck with a deer slayer?
Low and behold a kid blows past me black mustang. Oh you are going to get it I think to myself as I pull up to him at the red light ahead. His windows are down and so are mine. I notice its a gt500kr… and think…nice. The kid has to be 20 maybe…how the hell I think to myself, but then realize how many rich people live in TX.
I talk to him at the light and he says how he heard a “sick ass car” and wanted to see it. He asked me how I “got” my car to sound like that. Clearly the kid has no clue.
He asks me if I want a run, and I look over to my nitrous tank, knowing that it is empty. Damn…where the fuck can I get that filled, and why haven’t I done it yet I think to myself. I tell him ok. The light turns green and we take off. He spins all of first and most of second, I spin top of first that is all. I think to myself, Josh you know how to take off wtf is wrong with you. I shouldn’t have spun at all, damn it. we run up to about 120 and I have about 2 cars on him. Damn, I think to myself.
He then pulls up and slows down to about 35 mph, honks off 3 times and we run again. This time it was a lot closer. He was tickling my rear bumper the entire time.
Now I’ve already driven 2 exits past my hotel’s and I start to pull off the road, and he follows. Ok, what ever I think to myself. We pull up to a red light again. He is smiling, and says, you are the only person I have ever lost to! I say well congrats I lose all the time. Laughing to myself. He says a bunch of guys get together every Friday and that they would love to see my car, and tells me his number.
I take it and call him, he says they meet at about 10pm every Friday off 1960. He said I should show up and that he loves my car. I tell him I like his wheels, which looked really good. (They might be stock.) I give him the thumbs up and off the light he gives me a double honk and pulls a smokey U-turn/burn out.
Nice, I think to myself. Not a bad DD thus far!! hahahaha
FYI I’m looking at a M3 Saturday for a new more friendly DD.
FYI2: also looking for nazzzzz lol 
