John Larkin
Sublime Master of Turbology
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- May 25, 2001
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Out for a test run late and while stopped to get gas, a few ricer types were hanging out at this station. Not bad kids but typically cocky. One asks what I am driving, I say Grand National. He asks why I only have one exhaust pipe. I say same reason as you; it has a small engine (slight jab that he didn't really get, hehe). He asks if I want to run 'em. I say sure but only under one condition: whoever loses takes the other car home with 'em. Mind you, talk is cheap and this guy is no threat physically or mentally. He says, yeah, sure, whatever. So we roll out to the street and line up. Light turns green, and it's already over. So we bang a "U-ie" about 500 yards down and head back to the station. He gets out and says, "Man, that was awesome!" I say yeah, it was fun.
Then I pop my trunk and throw the tow bar I brought with me out onto the ground. I start hooking it up to my car and the kid asks what I'm doing. I said I'm taking home my prize, your car. He says no way man, you weren't serious, I just wanted to run. I said a deal is a deal dude; you better get any personal belongings you have out before I leave. He's still in disbelief but starting to look pretty shaky. I keep putzing around with the thing, knowing I ain't gonna do this but it's just too fun to stop. He says, man you can't do this, my dad will kill me if I don't come home with this car. I say you shoulda thought about that before making a deal with someone. He walks back over to his buddies and they are in a huddle, looking over at me and discussing his situation. Well, I figure things will probably escalate from here so the lesson is over. I walk over to 'em and say, look, this is your lucky night. I really don't like your car and it would just take up space at my house, so I'm gonna leave it with you. However, next time, don't write a check your azz can't cash, got it? He says, yes sir.
I load up and leave.
One cocky azz tamed, 50,000 to go......
Then I pop my trunk and throw the tow bar I brought with me out onto the ground. I start hooking it up to my car and the kid asks what I'm doing. I said I'm taking home my prize, your car. He says no way man, you weren't serious, I just wanted to run. I said a deal is a deal dude; you better get any personal belongings you have out before I leave. He's still in disbelief but starting to look pretty shaky. I keep putzing around with the thing, knowing I ain't gonna do this but it's just too fun to stop. He says, man you can't do this, my dad will kill me if I don't come home with this car. I say you shoulda thought about that before making a deal with someone. He walks back over to his buddies and they are in a huddle, looking over at me and discussing his situation. Well, I figure things will probably escalate from here so the lesson is over. I walk over to 'em and say, look, this is your lucky night. I really don't like your car and it would just take up space at my house, so I'm gonna leave it with you. However, next time, don't write a check your azz can't cash, got it? He says, yes sir.
I load up and leave.One cocky azz tamed, 50,000 to go......
LOL!
