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The other day a dude in a massive, hopped-up pickup was next to me at a light. He started revving his engine, making the hole thing jerk and bounce with great noise.
The light changed, and he went away backwards so fast (and I was so busy looking front), that I never figured out if he was a) actually racing me, or b) was just goading the jerk in the M3 to see if he could make him go nuclear...
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