hit my car and die. bitch.

so i woke up this morning (well, this morning=1pm haha) and becuase my dad had surgery last week and can*t drive, he*s all gimpy and made me go get him a coffee. so i did. but while i was inside the deli some fucking guy hit my car and broke the passenger side front turn signal i was soooo pissed. luckily there were no scratches or anything, just the light was shattered. *thank god* . so i came home and i was like really upset and kinda crying and shit cause that*s the first time my car ever got hurt since i got her almost two years ago and my dad felt bad cause it was technically his fault since he had sent me to get the coffee for *him* and stuff. so i drove down to the infiniti parts dealer and he paid to get me a new one. fiddy bucks. damn. so then i went to ultima and grabbed some blue//hyperwhite bulbs to stick in there so that i have no more ugly orange turn signals. clear corners with blue bulbs, looks fucking SWEET. so it actually turned out for the better =D
anyway.
went racing tonight. just got in. it*s 345am. not a single cop all night, and a TON of people showed up. it was rea
lly good. some nice turbo talons and a couple turbo hatchs were runnin, fuckin sweet ass races and shit. some rotary blew itself… oh well… so then there was this guy driving this green integra, and he was tryin to be all cool and shit, so after he ran some guy (and lost) at the end of the road where we were racin he pulls the e-brake to do a 180turn and fucking fucked it up and wound up slamming head first into a tree. haha. dick. he was okay, but everyone ran over to check out the damage, pretty bad. the entire front end was totaled. then i hear the guy say that the car is STOLEN. hahahaha. way to lose a race and fuck up a stolen acura. dick.
all in all, pretty fucking good day. good races, good friends, and now i get to mack it to my good bed. i am so set.

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