So last night me and my friends were hanging out at shell (typical weekend thing looking for a party) when this REALLLY nice mitsu evo rolls in. ricer wing, fart can, turbo, shaved everything the whole nine yards, im like damn thats nice.. so a nearly 40 year old man gets out and goes inside we all laugh after he goes inside about how OHH I'M COOL I'm 40 AND I DRIVE A RICE GRINDER, so we're all sitting in our vehicles side by side talking and he comes out and just sparks up a conversation before getting in his car about how boring it is around here. Asking if I knew anyone with fast cars, so I told him the lowdown on what car to look for in the next town over (some kid I barely know) and he was like well that sucks I really was looking to race tonight.. so you know.. we're thinking oh he'll go away.. we were wrong.. this guy was there from 8:30 to 11:30 then left, he tried to get one of my friends in the car with him to go race a mustang that just passed, kinda weird. Then it got really weird when my one buddy pulls up with his gf, my one friend joked around to his gf about having to smack a hoe and out of nowhere this guy is like "you don't hit the poon.. you pet it" then it kinda got awkward, the girl got back in the car and just kinda sat there all pissed off and shit, up until that part the only thing I could think of is that he was either a pervert or an undercover cop, kinda weird... I have a feeling we shall be seeing this guy again.
All I have to say about the car.. oh.. my.. god... this guy popped the hood.. I popped something else B==D