"...I got my diesel wound up and she's runnin' like never before"
I just spent sixty two dollars to fill up my old F150 8 Cylinder Detroit Iron Slamma Jamma.
That seriously pissed me off.
As an act of revenge I pulled up next to some gay ass sports car looking BMW at the next traffic light. I revved the old bitch up with the obvious intent of blowing the doors off of my temporary european sidekick.
Didn't that little bastard get out of the hole faster than me?
You know what, though? Thanks to the fact that there wasn't another light for about two miles, and also owing to what happens when a low gear ratio shifts out, I sucked the wind out of that little foreign prick about a half mile later and just kept walkin'.
He was a pin point of light when I finally decided to pull off before I got arrested - at 120.
I'm fifty eight years old and should not be playing these kind of games.
I gotta tell you - I really enjoyed that one.
I guess the economy is starting to get to me.
tom