I was running late picking up my girl from work over in Lawrenceville, and I came across three cars in my rush. One was a Mazda 3, The other was a Cobalt, not the the SS...but the one under it, and the New Rabbit. So Im weaving in and out of traffic and Im like, "Damn, I didnt know this car had that much potential"(Im drving my girl's 2001 Tiburon), but as soon as we got off Pleasant Hill onto Ronald Regan freeway(the speed trap) That was a different story. I Blew past the Rabbit that was drivien by a girl and The Cobalt was hot on my ass, so Im like, hell yeah! The Mazda broke it off with us and continued down Pleasant Hill. Then the next thing I knew, The Cobalt shoots past me like I was going 70...and I was actually hitting 110....and then here comes the Rabbit blowing past me too. So They get a good ways up the road and the decide to let me catch up....and when we were all together, we gunned it once more...And they left me again.....talk about getting owned. We all got off at the same exit but they were already gone before I could catch up.

I hold my head in shame.