My friend has been obsessing for months about this six speed ss camaro that he was going to get. He was always talking shit about how fast it is going to be. He finally got it and he wanted to race me. We went out and he got wasted by me. I pulled about two and a half cars on him. He was making up all kinds of excuses. I know that if he was anything of a decent driver he would have destroyed me. I told him to stick with racing mustangs and he'll always win.