I have been in a good mood today for a change I must admit. Work has had me so stressed out that I hate getting up in the morning on work days. I have been out driving around a lot to day to calm down. Hey the weather was nice and my car was clean so what better way to spend a good part of my Saturday right? I was out on a back road and happened to come up on a bunch of black marks like someone was doing burnouts with a ricer or something. I didn’t think much of it and just laughed to myself and went on my way. Later that day I was on the same road but going down the hill these kids were playing on and something happened that was out of my control took over...At that moment a BIG smile filled my face and the Cobra gods must have taken over because I cant imagen what else it could have been. I rolled to a stop on this steep hill and had no idea what was in store. My left foot pushed the clutch and at the same time my right foot, being controlled by an out side force, smashed the gas...I guess my car has been waiting for something like this for a while because I have been easy on it for the most part because I swear at that moment Satan himself was under the hood. That ported eaton let out the loudest scream I have ever heard and at the same time my left foot slipped of the clutch. (oops. LOL) Those poor Falkens never seen it coming! Smoke was pouring out the wheel wells in the blink of an eye, as I did everything in my power to keep the rear end in the proper spot...behind the front. It was swinging all over the road but for the life of me my foot just wouldn't let off the gas. I think I even yelled at it! Hell I think the Cobra gods wanted me to shift to a higher gear because my right hand was going for the shifter!! Finally after what seemed like minutes, I over powered the Cobra gods and backed out of the gas. Boy did they put up a fight! The eaton screaming went silent just as fast as it came and was replaced with the smeel of tires and a road that just went to war with one another. I wouldn’t be one bit surprised if I go back and look at the marks and they spell out R U T H L E S S.
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I feel the need for the Cobra gods myself now that I have a ported eaton. 
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