FROSTBITE
Well-Known Member
So last week i asked a nice looking girl out, I decided to take the charger out and pick her up. I have not driven the charger since last fall, so tried to get all the "fun" out of my system by the time i get to her house. I open the door for her, she gets in and then i come around and hop in. The first thing she asks was why there was 3 pedals on the floor? :eusa_wall: Looking back i should of called it quits at this point. So i explain the object of the clutch on the way there. Get there order our food and waitresses there where playing some kinda jazz techno bull ^&^% cranked up. Overall the dinner went ok
I didnt really want to take her to a movie or bowling...about all there is to do in this town. I figured we would just have fun cruising around and talking. So I turn a corner, pretty much momentary forgetting she was there. I shifted 2nd gear revved the engine up and dumped the clutch, my tires just lit up for about 50 yards. I remember giggling like a school girl :evil6: and i looked over at her....and i saw fear in that poor girls eyes.
Dropped her off, got a text later that night saying she didnt want to go out again we where too different
Ohhh Well...
I didnt really want to take her to a movie or bowling...about all there is to do in this town. I figured we would just have fun cruising around and talking. So I turn a corner, pretty much momentary forgetting she was there. I shifted 2nd gear revved the engine up and dumped the clutch, my tires just lit up for about 50 yards. I remember giggling like a school girl :evil6: and i looked over at her....and i saw fear in that poor girls eyes.
Dropped her off, got a text later that night saying she didnt want to go out again we where too different
Ohhh Well...