which is ironic, because there were only rats and junkyard dogs in sight. Nonetheless, let’s race!

and fly away. Fency and carcentric versions of the same shot.
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The place where Toronados wait for a museum to be built come to die.
This is another of the Chicken king’s stable of rides. (It’s not the actual car: his was original and mint).
It’s not a grail car, because I only rode in it once, and the highlight was not ludicrous speed, driving on the beach, or cruising campus for topless Western babes jumping in to sex me up. No, the highlight was being ordered to hop out and press the pedestrian button so the light would change faster. Yes, the true purpose of this pussy magnet ego assuager was once again fulfilled in fine form.
Yay.
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