I should not be allowed to have two wheels under me. I’m far too impatient and emotionally unstable at times.
but I can’t really call it a race. I mean bike vs car will always be in favor of the bike unless you talk some serious horse power with that car. But this guy’s car was definitely quick and was in really nice shape. Not sure but it smelt like the guy was pushing nos which again was pretty cool. The exhaust tips were also the size of my face. You could tell he had money into the car. But the thing that actually made me happy about this whole experience was that he wasn’t a douche. Often people who have nice cars or really fast cars are arrogant and douchey but he wasn’t and that made me happy. He also had me pushing my limits through a corner where my tire was starting to slide out because I was possibly getting too low on a semi-new tire (there is now officially wear on that entire half of the tire). I really hope I run into him again though. Definitely a fun time.
just-another-teenage-heartbreak:
(via your-little-secret)
But fuck it.
