Coming home from work I came across a white hatchback and decided to stalk him for lack of anything to do. Followed him to the edge of town and onto this country road, about 10 minutes total. The sound of both our cars was a warbling symphony of muscle. He knew I was there because I could see him looking back at me. So, the car in front of him turns and he stomps the pedal, smoke shoots out the exhaust and he friggin smokes me. I'm bone stock and I know this white hatch DEFINATELY wasn't stock.
Completely freakin' smoked me and it made my day. There aren't a lot of foxes around here, and that was the first one I'v seen actually worth following.
Just sharing the joy.
Completely freakin' smoked me and it made my day. There aren't a lot of foxes around here, and that was the first one I'v seen actually worth following.
Just sharing the joy.