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he kept posturing like he wanted to do something.... every time I would move over so he could get next to you and......nothing I just wanted you to smash him so he would get out of the convoy....
I was tempted to do it myself, but my days of running on the street are a thing of the past
Whatever, you're a street racer fo' LIFE! I slowed down to about 60mph, but he never really passed me or got up next to me.
Ian - I was wondering what you were doing back there, hahahah. I like how all the ricers knew what was going on the moment the G8 appeared within our view. His girlfriend probably prevented any action from happening. We came upon a long strip where he was somewhat next to me, but never punched it or attempted to go faster than I was going. This indicated that he was simply a fake-me-out street racer.
that guy was getting on my nerves lol,
I just wanted you to smash him so he would get out of the convoy.... 
