That's right. Me, you, let's see you back up this talk.

I won't be racing you in my slow car, either. I'll be in this:



We can go from a dig, roll, reverse, etc... you make the call. I win, you have to wear a dress and squak like a chicken at BP one weekend. I will feed you birdseed in front of everyone. If I lose? Well, I won't lose so don't worry about it.

Do you accept?