I am crusing in the nations capital, down New York Avenue minding my own business taking my buddy for a cruise in the bullitt for the first time. As i begin to slow down for a light, i notice a new camaro in my rear view. I say "oh sheit" thinking that i am gonna have to run this guy. my buddy says to me "whats wrong, are you getting pulled over" . I tell him that there is is a damm Z28 behind me moving in fast, we are gonna have to race. i notice the guy is lagging back, then he finally pulls up beside me. he nods his head, and i put the window down. The guy says "nice car, that thing is looking sharp, thats ok, wait till i get my rims next week." he ask what motor do i have, i told him the 4.6. then i asked him the same, and he said its just the 6. i wanted to laugh in his face, only because i thought i was about to be handed my lunch. i looked down and he had the hubcaps.
i know the day will come and it will not be a 6 cylinder.
laterz!!
i know the day will come and it will not be a 6 cylinder.
laterz!!
