Lay the smack down on a 2nd Gen GTP. I was heading west bound on Lake St. when I see this dude in a GP weaving in and out of traffic behind me. There's a bit of traffic so really no where to go. As he comes up behind me he's switching back in forth from both lanes (L-R, R-L) Finally there's an opening so he jumps in it. All the time I'm thinkin dude there's no where to go. As we approach the light (greenbrook,where Caputos is at) it turns red, I'm like hell yeah it's on. He pulls up to the light first so I stay back about half a car so I can check the car out. It's debadged so I have no clue if it's a GT or GTPHe had a gauge pod so I figured the latter. The dude was all cocky, sunroof open,music blaring, tattooed arm out the window smoking on a cancer stick.
So Finally the light turns green so I waited to see what he was gonna do, when all I hear is weeeeeeeeeeee. He took off and I gave chase I gave him about a car head start so I frickin hit it, as the Goodyear Eagles screamed for tractionthe tires chirped as the trans shifted (trannyman Dave Built) I started pulling on him, I'm like woohooo take that
I easily put 3 cars on him
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