3 Kills in one night
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Mercedes 2007 CLS 63 AMG, 2000 Southern Comfort Expedition, 2008 Dodge Challenger SRT8, 09 BMW 650I
Ok, so I'm taking my son to his mother's house, who stay about 45 minutes from me. On the interstate we go, we are in the CLS 63 AMG. I'm running about 65-70mph, when I pass a volvo (I don't know what kind it was cause it was night time but it looked sporty with 2 pipes on the back). The volvo waits for a sec and then speeds past me
. My son looks up at me and says "Get Him Daddy" . 
Without hesitation, I press the pedal shifters and press the pedal harder to catch him. I pull up on the side of him. He looks over, there were no cars in front of us, I slowed down to 50mph and other cars were getting close. I honk the horn 3 times, he tears into the gas, and off we go......I was ahead of him by at least 4-5 cars when I started breaking cause other cars had entered the area. The guy finally pulls up next to us and gives me the thumbs up
. My son was laughing, he looks at me and says 'What was he thinking Daddy?" Priceless.
2nd Kill- I just dropped my son off, and I'm heading home when a guy in a mercedes E 320 pulls up next to me and speeds off. I smile and keep cruising, the guy slows down, and as soon as I get close, he speeds off. I usually don't race other MB's, but this guy was asking for it bad. I shift down to 3rd and start pulling up on him again, as soon as I get close, he stomps on the gas, and so do I......by the time I hit 95....he was loosing ground bad, At 140, he is still faaar behind
. So I break, and go back to crusing, he flies by me and honks twice....I honked back with a big grin on my face.
3rd kill of the night. I just got off the interstate, and I'm heading to the gas station. I pulled up to the traffic light, and I see one of my good friends. He is in an all red SRT charger. He has been dying to race me ever since I got this car, but we haven't been able to catch each other on the highway. There is a car in front of me and 2 in front of him. The light turn green, I dash out, so I can get away from the other cars. I look in my rear view, only to see that there is another car that has chosen to get in on the fun. I pulled up at another traffic light which is about 1 to 1.5 miles from the gas station, i'm trying to get to. The other car pulls up next to me, it is a mustang. I don't what year it is, but it sounded like I was at the INDY 500. His car was soooo freaking loud. Sounded pretty good though, I must admit. I looked over at him, but he would not look at me at all. He just stared straight and kept pressing on the gas making his engine roar. I adjusted my seat, put my car in the park position, switch it to sport, drop it back in drive, and press the left pedal shifter. The light turns green, and we both smash it
. My car gets sideways on me (due to a malfunction, the ESP was completely off) I let up off the gas so she would straighten up. He's about a half car in front of me by the time she got straight and then
..... Bye-BYE....I flew by him like he was standing still, I could hear him still steadily shifting gears trying to catch me . I put a few car lengths between us before I brake for the gas station. My friend pulls in to the gas station a little behind me , and says, "G@@@ D@@@@ That FutherMucka is fast, Ooo Weee
. I smile and say, She's alright!!!
. My son looks up at me and says "Get Him Daddy" . Without hesitation, I press the pedal shifters and press the pedal harder to catch him. I pull up on the side of him. He looks over, there were no cars in front of us, I slowed down to 50mph and other cars were getting close. I honk the horn 3 times, he tears into the gas, and off we go......I was ahead of him by at least 4-5 cars when I started breaking cause other cars had entered the area. The guy finally pulls up next to us and gives me the thumbs up. My son was laughing, he looks at me and says 'What was he thinking Daddy?" Priceless.2nd Kill- I just dropped my son off, and I'm heading home when a guy in a mercedes E 320 pulls up next to me and speeds off. I smile and keep cruising, the guy slows down, and as soon as I get close, he speeds off. I usually don't race other MB's, but this guy was asking for it bad. I shift down to 3rd and start pulling up on him again, as soon as I get close, he stomps on the gas, and so do I......by the time I hit 95....he was loosing ground bad, At 140, he is still faaar behind
. So I break, and go back to crusing, he flies by me and honks twice....I honked back with a big grin on my face.3rd kill of the night. I just got off the interstate, and I'm heading to the gas station. I pulled up to the traffic light, and I see one of my good friends. He is in an all red SRT charger. He has been dying to race me ever since I got this car, but we haven't been able to catch each other on the highway. There is a car in front of me and 2 in front of him. The light turn green, I dash out, so I can get away from the other cars. I look in my rear view, only to see that there is another car that has chosen to get in on the fun. I pulled up at another traffic light which is about 1 to 1.5 miles from the gas station, i'm trying to get to. The other car pulls up next to me, it is a mustang. I don't what year it is, but it sounded like I was at the INDY 500. His car was soooo freaking loud. Sounded pretty good though, I must admit. I looked over at him, but he would not look at me at all. He just stared straight and kept pressing on the gas making his engine roar. I adjusted my seat, put my car in the park position, switch it to sport, drop it back in drive, and press the left pedal shifter. The light turns green, and we both smash it
. My car gets sideways on me (due to a malfunction, the ESP was completely off) I let up off the gas so she would straighten up. He's about a half car in front of me by the time she got straight and then..... Bye-BYE....I flew by him like he was standing still, I could hear him still steadily shifting gears trying to catch me . I put a few car lengths between us before I brake for the gas station. My friend pulls in to the gas station a little behind me , and says, "G@@@ D@@@@ That FutherMucka is fast, Ooo Weee. I smile and say, She's alright!!!
