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You on the other hand not only run your mouth about yourself and can't back it up but you also run your mouth about your car that can't back it up.
Let me know when you have something to run your mouth about in the mean time go flex your muscles to some HS kids.
BTW... Any time you want to find out the outcome of me and you racing, Huntsville strip is open. Its going to be about as one sided as the last encounter you had me although.
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Your little Ms4 ported intake car that puts down WAY more Rwhp than I do should have no problem with a "pew-turd" as you put it.... Right?

On a side note... You are calling my car a turd. I have shown you tail lights every time we have ever ran, even played with you a few times.. You use to say you hate driving in front of me because of how sick my car looked.. You about cam in your pants when I put my rims on my car. You would sit at the car wash and talk about it.... Should I go on?
If mine is a turd...... What would that make your piece of ****? I guess we could put it about on par with your old 3rd gen, or hell better yet maybe the paint job on your dic... I mean dads camaro?
I have 100$ on it at Huntsville whenever you are ready.. Just let me know when you want me to drag your *** up and down the track. Hell, I'll even give you the 2nd light if you think you need it (you will)..
You ran your mouth for 6 months and ended up looking like a complete idiot for it.. Run your mouth about your car and the same thing will happen. If you (AKA your daddy) is too poor to afford 100$ on a measly turd like my car, let me know and we can run for "bragging rights". Either way doesn't matter to me.. You will get drug just as hard either way, would be nice to get some gas money out of the deal though. I have been begging you to race for well over 6 months now, you STILL have not stepped up.
I'd hurry though, you won't like my new setup very much.........

-Evan
I think it is pretty damn comical myself. I get a kick out of him trying so hard.
Damn... Wait, I can't... For some reason the law ended up getting involved.. I guess somehow I was the bitch and I called the law.
I guess I can't say it was Derek either.. He was too busy lying in the gravel outside his house for an hour and a half whining about what happened.No, never. I try not to make a habit to be friends with the same **** I find between my ***** and *** hole.
If you know what I mean.

-Evan

