Funny, but you NEVER go to the track...only the uber cool, noone can say I DIDN'T run a 10 cause there is NO CLOCK street......:jerkit: Talk is cheap pussy-still-living-at-home-in-the-basement-wannabe-a-real-man-some-day-boy........
Tell you what, I DARE you to walk up to me and challenge me to anything.....DARE you. Wait, that would mean you have to get your fat ass up out of your mom and dad's house and actually go somewhere that maybe, just maybe, will leave you open for an ass whoopin' like you got when your buddy totalled your car......what happened there big boy? Got knocked the fuck out? I didn't hear of you bouncing up and beating anyone's ass then.....you went home with a busted lip and busted ass car.....what a night for you, Mr. I'm the king of the streets.....
Ironically enough, you WOULD race me.....yet you won't accept any of the other call outs all over this board......how comical. I thought you were the self-proclaimed "King of the streets"???? Why are you trying to race me, when I didn't call you out, yet dodge and hide from everybody else who did??????
I know why.........
Sniff, sniff....yall smell that?????
It's a big ole fat PUSSY.......driving a busted up Kamero that THINKS is fast.......




Answer the call out excuse boy and don't even bother to play with me. You're not equipped.
