So I promised my homeboy that I would NOT do any hooligan activities before the meet (meet is tomorrow by the way). This whole week I was supposed to drive as normal as you can drive a ported eaton cobra. A few blocks from work and I come up to a redlight. Look to my left and see a 4th gen Z28, and right behind me comes a 5th gen V6 camaro. Z guys were looking my way and saying something and pointing at my cobra.
We were in traffic so I didn't think anything of it. Light turns green, and a little bit after I get a little smoke show from the camaro. Can't play because of traffic. Traffic clears up and I'm in front but the camaro attempts to make a left, so I thought not today I guess. WRONG, he fishtails it in front of me and attempts to get away.
I told myself "NOT TODAY BITCH" aggressive instinct came in and I caught and passed them in the middle of second and was up by 3+ cars by end of third. I tried not to but I took the bait from the catfish. Ironic right?
We were in traffic so I didn't think anything of it. Light turns green, and a little bit after I get a little smoke show from the camaro. Can't play because of traffic. Traffic clears up and I'm in front but the camaro attempts to make a left, so I thought not today I guess. WRONG, he fishtails it in front of me and attempts to get away.
I told myself "NOT TODAY BITCH" aggressive instinct came in and I caught and passed them in the middle of second and was up by 3+ cars by end of third. I tried not to but I took the bait from the catfish. Ironic right?
