I know this. This is why I never hang out with him. He drives crazy as crap. Only going 100MPH on the freeway, not that it matters, and we were just in the neighborhood, not that it mattered. Now you guys know why I always take my own car or truck when going to his house. Craig, it wasnt that fun, as it would of been me at the drag strip drag racing. He was totally pumped up, thought it was cool, when I know his day will come, because that Taurus isnt made to be driven like that. Im not going to say I know the limits of my Chevelle, But I know it well enough to know those four wheel non-power discs brakes cant ever stop me fast enough. Again, there is the reason I drive 60-65 on the freeway, and always go the speed limit on the streets. I never drive crazy like he does. I have paitence driving. Hes also one of those people thats always 5 minutes late. Im!
always 5 or 10 minutes early.
In a message dated 7/18/2002 4:49:13 AM Pacific Daylight Time, [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:
>Tonight for example, Im with my
>friend Ryan. We are in a 1992 Ford Taurus. We are blowing through stop signs, going over 100MPH, chasing some truck
>around. Sure I had a blast,
I'd be thinkin' twice about hangin' with an idiot like that....he'll get you killed.
>but when we were talking about it afterwards, He was saying "Oh I know the limits of the
>car."
Yeah right, if he did he wouldn't be doin' crap like that and putting your life at risk.
Kelly & Jana Hanna
www.hannawoodworks.com
-Tim
1966 Chevelle
