Utah Joe
09-09-2006, 08:21 PM
So since nate forgot his wallet (again) I was driving his truck on the way home from englishtown after a day of riding. So it was me and nate in the truck with the ac blasting, then nate's bike and a bunch of other shit in the bed of the truck. So i see this bmw up ahead of me and he just blasted out from this light, pulling away from one of those FX-35/45 infintys that was trying to race him. He pulled in front of it and put on his flashers, so I starting laughing my ass off. I sped up a little and got the next light with him. I didn't rev the truck or anything, but nate's lightning is so dam loud, he looked over. So the light turns green (all the while nate in on the phone with his wife explaining why we are running late and begging for forgiveness) he nails as do I. I put 3 car lengths on him in a second and when I saw that he was smoked I lifted off. Earlier, as I was pulling out of Houlihans on 22, I got on it hard enough to send nates empty gas can flying out of the bed and onto the highway, so I was worried about losing anything else. He did the ricer flyby and at the next light he pulled over so he could talk to us. Nate rolls down his window and we are greated by a guy with a very heavy irish accent and he is in total disbelief. Stunned that he just got beat by two fat guys in a pick-up hauling a motorcycle in the bed. Too funny.