You can barely find a race because every time you are supposed to show up and race, you bitch out. You are macho when it comes to talking about how fast your car is and showing xceed how well your car can go down the track, but when it comes to actually lining up next to someone that has a car with relative acceleration to yours, you just stay home because you are a grade A bitch. Face it, while I go out and race, over and over again, you are home getting stroked by Turboturd.
And when I go out places, I don't go out to listen to a bunch of kids stroking my ego. Actually, I go out to RACE. In the event that I do stop somewhere for whatever reason, sure people come up and look, ask me questions, compliment me, etc. After all, it is a Lamborghini, not a pile of feces on wheels like yours. Remember, ltlhomo, most can make a car go fast, but not most can make an exotic go fast. This is a fact that you will have to live with until the day you die, and it kills you, I know it does. But it puts a smile on my face knowing that you are the bottom of the totem pole, and I am not..
That's all from me. One last time, thanks for the race, Leo. Let me know if you want to meet up with sinister C5 next weekend.
Sinister, shoot me a PM if you want to meet up next weekend. I would love to run your car and see how I do.
PEACE..
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