I live in the country, so basically we like fast cars and racing. Well, this is before I had the Camaro - I had this silver Park Avenue, Buick - very pimp. Anyways, my boyfriend at the time was trying to race me in his Rodeo (yea, what a great race- huh?). I got mad b/c he said that I was a girl so I didn't know anything about cars. Well, I was smart enough to know my car had a super charger and w/ the Rodeo's weight distrubution my car would speed more quickly than his. So I floored it with my best friend in the car and went to pass him, on a blind curve. I was doing about 80, which isn't as bad as it could have been - but still.....it was on a blind curve. Phil slammed on his brakes so I could switch back into the right hand lane. Just as I switched a car came over the hill.
Phil was not so happy with me. But I won the race!
