Racing to class.
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From: Charlotte, NC
2003 BMW 540iT, 2019 BMW X3m40i, 2001 BMW 325i, 1999 C230K Sport
Racing to class.
It's a Monday morning...fresh start of the week...I arrive at school but i find out that the bell is about to ring and I will be late for class. It's a long walk to 1st period Mr. Sacher's History class. Then behind me I see the Japanese kid whose just transfered into my class coming up fast! He has stickers all over his backpack and a Type-R sticker on his binder and his L.A. Gear shoes seem to be lowered and have flashing neon lights. With my mods (a pair of Dockers and aerodynamic AMG hat) I was determined to get to class before him. We are about neck and neck but we slow it down when the Dean walks by but after he passes the other kid blows by me on a rolling start. I shift into 1st and my legs are working like a V-12 engine, I think to myself...hell no this import ain't going to beat me!! I start to catch up to him and when i'm about to lose my breath redlining at 100 hearbeats per minute, i shift into 2nd to finish him off, then at 3rd I'm already two armlengths ahead of him!! HAHAHA, History class is approaching but then suddenly he takes out a can of Red Bull and takes a shot of it!! BrAPP! He farts and leaves me in the dust. But i think he underestimated the power of Redbull when he reaches the class he brakes hard and powerslides out of control, his shoes burn rubber and slides into the bushes haha, too bad he didn't have ESP and BAS like me. With my Brembo shoelaces, i come to a screeching halt and look down at the stricken import, and said..."Dont mess with AMG!!"
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