Ok fellas, we are gonna write a story, post as much or little as you like. Just pick up where the last post left off.

So it was a nice day for a cruise and I was rolling along in the 2500HD. I hit a stoplight on a long stretch of four lane highway and to my right I see Johnny Fartcan, the infamous rice racer. I stand on the brakes and spool the turbo to an evil whistle, Johnny braps his fartcan Civic throttle. The light turns green and........

 

...I spin the ***** off my tires and pass him while im still spinning , i eased out of it to gain traction again. At this point he was so far back that I decided to let out of it to let him catch up. He did the infamous ricer fly by and proceeded to cut me off and slam on his brakes...

 

....so i run up behind him and give him a push so he can feel like hes going fast and he hits his nitrous and pulls on my by about half a length. At this point we are back up to about 45mph so i give it 1/4 throttle and....

 

break traction, but still pass him.

 

at this point Johnny ricer is pretty well pissed off that he got owned by the Silverado so he does his best Vin Diesel impression and sticks his head out of his sunroof while pointing his nine at me.........

 

.... so i pull out my shotgun and blow out his tail light...

 

...he ducks back into his pos and turns off into a dtch. i figure it's time for some bigger game and go looking for some mustangs.

 

It's at this point that I see his girl in my rear-view walking away from the vehicle, flipping him off. I see her silhouette in the sunlight....

 

...so i turn around and go ask her if she wants to ride in something thats actually fast...

 

she proceeds to get into my truck, and put her head into my lap ........ as we go looking for a race.