Here i am driving home, minding my own business got into a stoplight then this guy in a white
Chevy Silverado pulled up right next to me. I noticed in my peripheral vision that he was staring at me and I can see his truck lunging back and forth as if to provoke a race. I just said to myself "Ahhh..I'm to old for this". But then again as if my X say trying to tell me something and so maaaannn when the light turned green i didn't even have time to think about it and it was on an inclined road too. the 4.8 smoked him so bad i didn't even expect it to be that easy.


I think this was a bad experience cuz' now i know what my
"Black Mamba" can do.

I guess thats it for my X's nickname.