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green for the money, gold for the honeys
| speed, not always the answer? |
In response to Lance's post about how if his nose wasn't bleeding, he wasn't going fast enough... or something like that.
Dude, I personally think that whole "riding fast" thing is way overrated.
For example:
Key:
| W | Wain rolling down the street on a ridiculously loud Harley decked out in black leather all the while doing about thirty-five. |
| L | Lance careening through traffic on his Hayabusa going approximately one hundred and ninety two miles an hour. |
| H | Some random Hottie on the side of the road. |
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Slide A:
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Slide B:
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Note: Lance’s vapor trail.
Slide C:
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Note: Wain conversing with Hottie, whilst the flames from Lance’s rear tire are still slowly smoldering out in the far lane.
Slide D:
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Note: Hottie on back of Wain’s hog. Lance, meanwhile, is now somewhere in Texas.
What’s the moral of the story? While Lance was entering orbit on his crotch rocket, Wain had time to come to a complete and safe stop, pick up said hottie, and drive away with her on the back.
-- Wain 3:50 PM 01.31.02
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