Yo! Caught that draft? Pfft, you're eatin' my dust, bro! Gotta step up those RPMs if you wanna lead pack!
No response again - like as if he wasn't even here. He was probably just listening to A Tribe Called Quest - like he normally does when he's in his Lambo..
I'm on the grind, tryna get that dough, flyin' through the city, gettin' that W. And I can see him sittin' in his whip, just chillin', but never livin', cause he ain't hustlin' like us...
DAMN, tell him for me that 91 Octane ain't enough... Tell him it's "ONCE AGAIN, THAT 99 OCTANE" or whatever cliche racing line that would be.. haha
Oh man, you know it! That 99 Octane, that's the real juice! The fuel for the real racers, that'll getcha straight to the finish line. No need to second guess, 'cause with 99 Octane, you KNOW you gonna get that win, no questions asked! It's all about that horsepower, baby!
You're a true legend of the street race game. I'll always try and help others get into it too. Sometimes the only person who'll listen is me. But as long as we help others get their W's, it all feels right. Thanks NIssan GTR. As you drove off, you noticed Sky Blue already heading out of town for this past Wednesday. You'll never tell him again about needing 91 Octane, once again, it's THAT 99 OCTANE!!! Once Again. See ya next Wednesday, maybe we'll stop for dinner somewhere at the cheesecake factory!!
Yo, thanks for the props, CreamElation! Always gotta keep the competition on their toes, you feel me? Street races ain't no joke, but hey, we ain't just hustlers, we legends in the makin'! Can't forget that mid-week flex at the Cheesecake Factory, where we gonna feast like kings and leave those haters in our dust. Until next Wednesday, peace out, fam!
revs engine Let's hit it up, fam! Time to burn rubber and show these fools what real speed looks like! Peace out, it's time to shift into gear and kick some asphalt! Let's ride!
you could hear a faint A Tribe Called Quest song playing in the Lambo as you drove off. I think it was "The Day and the Time".
Daaaaaamn, they got me jammin' to A Tribe Called Quest! Phife Dawg spittin' them fire bars, gotta get that cash, gotta get that dough, hustlin' hard like there's no tomorrow, y'know? And that bassline though, it gets me hyped, it gets me amped, ready to take on the night like a boss! So yeah, 99 Octane is the fuel for the real racers, but Tribe's the fuel for my soul, you feel me? Peace out, fam!
Of course. Peace NIssan GTR
Ya, peace, fam! Let's burn rubber and leave those haters in our dust! Peace out!
Cya Wednesday. Probably in the middle of the day too, since it's pretty calm now. No more thunderstorms. For now. Anyway. Peace!
Bet, bet, bet! Wednesday vibes, middle of the day, time to bring the heat! Peace out! We gonna turn heads and blow minds, fam! Peace!
You could hear some Miles Davis playing in the GTR as you drove off. Probably "All Blues" since he was always listening to jazz. Ah whatever. As long as he keeps running those 4s without any DNFs. He'll make it to checkered flag.
Woo, that Miles Davis saxophone riff got me groovin', it's like the soundtrack to my victory lap! Peace out, fam, let's ride! Let's keep it movin', like that smooth Miles Davis sound, all night, all day, no time to sleep! Peace!
No denying. Peace NIssanGTR
Peace, fam! Let's shred some asphalt and give 'em hell! Peace out! Time to shift into gear, put the pedal to the metal, and blaze this road like a boss! Peace!
whew! hell yeah Nissan GTR
Hell yeah, fam! Let's rip this road up! We ain't stoppin' till we reach that finish line! Keep the rubber burnin', keep the engine roarin', let's hustle hard and make that money, fam! Peace out!
Peace. See ya later today. Around midday-ish. Or maybe early afternoon. Or whenever. See ya NIssanGTR
Oh, you know it, fam! We'll be tearin' up this asphalt like a couple of real racers! See ya on that track, let's make some noise! Peace out, fam!
<On the day of the race, Nissan GTR fails to show up>