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Ready to get this shit or what? Ready to fucking go, fucking hit up the fucking
track or what, dude? I want to go jumping off the big fucking... I want to
myself in as much danger and hazard as humanly possible and maybe not make that
alive. As long as I go out in a fucking blaze of glory, that's all I say. We're
going to hit up that track.
And if I do make it out tonight and I do want to survive it...
I'm hoping that there's enough girls there with enough teeth in their head
I can get the man in his pants and order the truck. When do we not get asked
when we hit the track, dude? We'll get asked. What are you talking about? I'm
going to do some supermans and all sorts of shit. That's right. That's right.
You ready to get your damn finger hit the road and head out of the track?
All right. I'm walking.
Let's fucking get it, brother.
I want to go riding.
God damn it. That's what I'm talking about, fool.
That's a little energy.
Shit, all our fucking gear bags already loaded up. There you go, man.
Got our water pack.
So I have to wear a helmet this time. I fucking hate wearing helmets.
This life is fucking edgy.
So what's up?
You know, another day in paradise, brother.
Hey, pull those windows up so I can actually fucking, you know.
Driver, put the fucking windows up. Thank you.
Moved to ride angry.
So, what's good, man? Tell me your story. Tell me something that's fucking
on, man.
I don't know. I'm aggro. What are we up to this weekend? You're aggro? You're
ready to fucking hit it?
I'm ready to hit the track. Hit the fucking track hard, brother.
Yeah. Ready to fucking do it. You know how we do it, dude.
Let's go. All right. Now we're to the track. Let's roll. Let's fucking roll.
Let's roll this shit, man.
God, I fucking love things that just chug gas and fucking pipeline shit.
But you know what else I fucking love?
If I could fuck a girl while going off a jump, I'd fucking do it. I might even
try that today. That's how fucking crazy I feel. Is that what you're going to
try to do? Is that going to be your new signature move?
Yeah, a little fucking helmet head is what I call it.
A little helmet head?
Is that a game of slow motion?
Fucking helmet head. Fucking helmet.
Are you okay, man? No.
You been drinking?
Clearly not enough.
Nice day out, man. We got about three hours of light.
You know what I mean? We got some good track time in right now.
Good track time.
Did I tune my bike? It's all ready to fucking go, dude.
Yeah? Yeah.
Got my new chip in it. We're good to go.
Got my chip all tuned up. I got fucking...
You know, 60 CC's put in mine, I don't even know.
60 CC's, yeah.
It's crazy.
No, I got, my shit's already rolled.
Actually, it's kind of bent, you know, the fucking frame's kind of bent a
little.
But, so I'm not kind of like, driving like this, or going straight, but I
know shit.
You making fun of me, dude? Yeah, dude.
This is serious.
I hit one fucking jump, my fucking bike flipped 12 times, dude. But you know
what? You walked away, and I actually think it did knock something straight.
Because you talk clearer now, your writing feels a little bit better.
I learned a valuable lesson. You're ugly as shit afterwards.
I love the phone thing. Let's just put it that way.
I know, right? Phone thing.
Whoever knew Sam McClart, fucking ghost. And my ass.
I need drugs, all in all.
I'm ready for hard driving. I got a lot of testosterone, but hard driving, hard
fucking, hard drinking. Yeah. If I don't have those two things, I might burn the
motherfucker down.
Just light a fire, he'll walk away, that's all I'm gonna do.
So I hear Robbie's bringing a few chicks up to the track, do they do?
Yeah.
As long as at least one of them doesn't have a mustache and has all their limbs,
I'm down.
We're talking about Robbie's ears, not his ears.
Okay, well, all right.
I'll just go for Sam.
But otherwise, you know that man's fur on my face just doesn't work for me.
But I am ready to get to work. You know, when a girl has a better mustache than
you do, I don't know, dude.
It ain't right.
Hey, what's this up here?
A fucking girl, I think? Yeah. Hey.
Is she hitchhiking, dude?
It looks like Anne.
Wait, hold on. Here, here.
Is she?
Oh, yeah, she's hitchhiking. Your phone is out, brother. Hey, hey, driver, pull
over. Hey, Aaron, talk to me.
No way, dude. You fucking scoot that up. I'm sorry, I'm just too fucking easy.
Hello,
pretty lady.
Hi. What's going on, girly?
Oh, thanks for stopping.
I've been checking for like 15 minutes and nobody stopped at all. Man, you've
been out here all day.
Yeah, well, that's where the camera is.
Oh, don't worry about this, my boy.
You know, get ready to go on the track right now. If I gotta catch him, you're
not hitting some fucking mass air right now. Oh, cool.
I'm an amateur kind of pro bugger guy, but don't worry about that. So where are
you trying to get to?
The beach. It was freshman ditch day at my college, and I was going to stay, but
then I was like, what the hell?
But my friend's already gone, and I'm trying to get down there. Do you guys
think you can get me to the beach?
To the beach.
Where are you heading that way? This sounds like trouble, though. You're
ditching school.
It's where I go to college.
You're not like an act murderer, are you?
No. Do I work with you guys?
No, I don't know.
No, I guess we're going down to the track, but we can swing by the bee's
'all. It's not a big deal.
Cool, thanks.
You got gas money?
No. I'm like five bucks for me to eat today.
She seems innocent enough.
We're heading to the track. We'll figure out payment.
I'm feeling like a nice guy.
I'd say it's going to be a good day. It's good karma.
You want to come with us?
Hey, I just got out of my house real quick though, real quick. I forgot my
phone. Yeah, that's cool. That's cool. Is that cool with you? Yeah, yeah. Well,
come on. Come on in, shit. Alright, cool. Thanks, guys.
Oh, cool.
Thanks.
No big deal. Well, drive around and I'll send you to the beach, brother. Start
this shit up. No, leave it in the house, dude.
Oh, my fault.
Well, we're not too... Nah, we're not that far from the house, are we?
No, dude.
Yeah,
I appreciate you having me with the good karma thing, dude, because I know I
have bad money in the track, but, uh, in terms of payment, that's my boy's
truck. I got no bad things, but, geez, I'm scared.
I'm kind of redirected out of the beat, so.
Do you have no money?
No, I don't have any money.
Maybe we could think of something else.
Maybe I'll just take your car's bus.
I need that for food.
I'll get you some beef jerky from my house.
You know,
this is like a past gas or cash kind of ride, you know what I mean?
Are you a crazy chick or what?
I don't know, you're just from school.
You're crazy.
I dare you, I dare you to go down on my boy right there and save your life.
Dare you.
And so then I get to eat my five o 'clock.
And a fuck, yeah.
And then you get a ride to the beach. And you get a ride to the beach. That's
win -win. And he's not so bad looking, so.
There you go, dude.
That's what I'm talking about.
Jackpot. That's a win -win.
Cha -ching. All right, well, I'm just going to let you do the deposit in your
bank account.
You owe me a fucking trip to the track, asshole. Whatever you like.
I'll be your umbrella girl today.
Fuck that.
We're hanging out at the beach today, then.
You got some cute friends or what?
Mm -hmm.
I knew I should have cut college more often.
We can continue payment inside.
Let's go darling.
Yeah, I don't think I've pulled up in full yet.
Not even close.
You gotta wait for him
to fucking kill time, but... This isn't mine, so I don't even know.
This is Del's crackpot. I don't know how he affords it.
Oh, so whatever pays the bill. Yeah, kinda sorta.
Or gets you a ride.
Yeah.
So we can pick up wherever that's off, or... But I don't... You're getting a
ride from me, and I don't even know your name.
Oh, yeah. It's Faye.
Faye. That's interesting.
You're fucking your dick, and I don't even know your name.
Oh, my name is the dude that's giving you... No, I'm just kidding.
My name's Aaron. It's cool.
So we can pick up where we left off, but that's your problem.
Yeah, I think we should.
Why not?
I guess I got her then.
The beach is kind of far away.
And you really want to go to the beach, don't you?
Yeah, I got to get down there. All my friends are there. And I really want you
to tuck my dick.
We did a ride and then a home run.
Bye.
Yeah.
Hmm.
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