Tonight I got off of work and was heading home.When I noticed a black 3rd gen about 3 cars ahead of me.Well We ended up getting next to a,light togother.The car looked like it meant business.Had the wheel wells filled nicely with skinny's up front,big tach,All the normal stuff.


Well of course I revved at him and he just kinda looked over like wtf.But I got my converter up to speed and got ready.Well I heard him reving now to.Nice sounding exhaust by the way.Well the light turns green and We both stay right next to each other and He pulls on me by like a fender.We raced to 60 mph and let off.(the speed limit is 35mph)But there wasn't no cars in front of us.


I was very disapointed.For some reason I wanted the car to smoke me.Maybe it was to give me some hope into one day making my camaro the king of the streets around here.



I don't know that was my street race for the night.

 

Let that be a lesson to you that big tires and loud exhaust doesn't make a car go fast.