Yea so, on my way to register for classes for college, there comes a beige Tahoe on the same big rims Meade has beating real hard. I was like, "Holy shit!!!! Steve meade in Champaign, IL! Is it really him?" I mean, it had to be, but i had to get a glimpse of the driver to be sure, so I followed from the south part of town to around the mall (about 3 mile drive), then i realized i was gonna be late to register, so I honked the horn behind so the tahoe pulled over to a hotel parking lot. The back of the license plate was not from a state, it just said "DUB" in white text with black background, but i dont know steve meade's license plate number, but all i knew is that it would prolly be a Cali license, or one that says something bout the badass system. Out comes the driver, and it wasnt steve meade, it was an ugly ass chick about 50 years old with like 5 missing teeth and high ass shorts showing her wrinkled legs. I was like are you related to steve meade. She was like, "Who is steve meade? I am related to Don Vent" or something, (i barely understood what she was saying) I was like, "Steve Meade is this dude with a badass stereo from California," She said, "No, I'm from Decatur (IL), I'm here to see my daughter, she's expecting a baby" So i just started a little convo for like 2 mins cuz she prolly felt weird that a random dude was pulling her over. Then I said, "Just wanted to know what you had in the trunk, it was hella loud." She said its her husband's car, she said 2 15s, but turns out she had 2 12" Type R's on 2k hifonics watts, yet they were beating hella hard, they were not 4 18" BTLs on 20k watts . So i just said fml cuz i was 20 mins late to register, so i had to sit in the waiting room for almost 2 hrs, but if it was really Meade, i wouldnt have cared at all . So yea, i guess u can say, FAIL lol