i find myself saying “comon baby dont do this comon dont die on me babyy noooo” and i know im realy the only one who dose that… while my eyes are fixed on the tac…
You know you have a 240 when your room is a fucking car parts depot and your mom keeps telling you to throw that shit out.
you know ur an s13 owner when u come see ur car and both the doors are open and its been broken into with no punched locks. and the hoods gone.