lets note the funny parts
- "Even though this is Randy's everyday car, it's not built for looks or handling. With a powerful engine lifted from a cube van, and a tank of nitrous oxide for an extra boost, Randy's car has been modified for one thing: straight-line speed.
On a good day, on a good track, the T-Bird covers a quarter-mile in just over 11 seconds...."
BHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
- "Local street racers know Randy's rep. A pudgy man with a suntan, a ponytail and grease-stained hands"
REP? more like delusions of grandeur just like billy and rob t....
- "Racers also know that in 20 years of driving fast cars around the GTA, Randy has rarely refused a race. On the track or the street, as long as his car runs, he'll line up with anyone."
fast cars?
- "The driver, 20-year-old Mike Venaforo of Richmond Hill, co-operates, but sighs with frustration. "Are you going to destroy me?" he asks."
translation:dud3 Bro!!!, r u GoInG to D-StRoY m3????
- "It would be embarrassing if we were there to save lives and wound up in a collision that took lives," he says. "Common sense is the word of the day."
Isnt common sense a phrase?
- "Most are men, most of them white and under 30 years old. Some are teenagers who live with their parents and pour all their spare cash into their cars. Others, like Randy, are adults with girlfriends, wives, families"
girlfriends, wives, families??? busy guy!!!
"The lot's full of Hondas and Nissans with decals, rear spoilers and fat tailpipes. Randy and his friends laugh, pointing out those frills don't make the cars faster. Street racers often dismiss those as "ricers" — Japanese cars that are all show and no go."
As opposed to??? no show no go??? He and his cronies actually laugh at other people??? HHAHAHAHHA
"Minutes after Randy arrives, a small crowd forms around him as he leans on the T-Bird's trunk. People want to know how he's been, what tires he's got, and if he's going to race tonight.
Of course he will, but the truth is he's limping. His good tires — racing slicks with just enough tread to make them street legal — are at home, and he used the last of his nitrous oxide racing the night before."
Already preparing excuses...
"Randy would like to run some more, but he's popped the T-Bird's hood and shines a flashlight down into the engine. The squealing alternator belt had hinted at a bigger problem — after three races in two nights, his alternator bracket has cracked.
"If I lose the alternator, I lose the water pump," he tells a friend. "And if I lose the pump I have to call a tow truck.""
Is one night without grenading possible???
atleast there is some truth in that...
off to cause trouble for the establishment
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