So I go into work for my dad today in westboro mass, and I pull in next to a later model Talon. New guy, he's into cars, and I swear this thing came out of the Fast and the Furious. So we start talking and this guy starts talkin up his car, this and that, I got all this stuff in it, you're car is slow, etc. So when work gets out, around 3, (its a shipping company) we decide to play on 495 cause nobody was there. We line up at about 40, he honks it off, then we both take off.... I immediately gained several lengths until about 105, then we were about dead even. We're neck and neck till 120ish then he looks over, smiles, and absolutely takes off.
I felt pretty stupid until I saw the giant NOS graphic across his back window. So to reclaim my manhood, I'm saving for a 100 shot.
Just figured I'd remind everyone that even though we drive stangs, we are still human.
I felt pretty stupid until I saw the giant NOS graphic across his back window. So to reclaim my manhood, I'm saving for a 100 shot. Just figured I'd remind everyone that even though we drive stangs, we are still human.

