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I believe it was. Some punk kid (I'm only 21 but def. mature for my age) in a TL-s was driving like an ass in the lane next to me like he was begging for a race. He would floor it and get right on the ass of a car in front of him and repeat the process. Am I supposed to be impressed or something? I just kept looking straight and got off at my exit soon after. I shoulda told him to meet me at the track so I can shut his ass up.
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