I raced some really annoying guy in a blacked-out Audi. He started pacing me, then following, then came up alongside with clear road in front of us.
What can a girl do except floor it? PDK downshifted from 5th to 2nd and flew off, close to 90.
He valiantly tried to keep up, but traffic was getting heavy so I got behind another car and finally let him pass.
Seriously, what was the thought there, dude?
Owned.
