Alright, so it goes like this:
First, it's me, a 2008 Jetta, a can of Mountain Dew: Game Fuel, and a Bullet for My Valentine CD on the way down to Warped Tour in Mass. How do you think that went? I swear to god, I wanted to pull pit maneuver left and right, but I held back. Crazy fuckin drive.
Next, Warped Tour at 6 in the morning. Run to the Vans tent, score some free shit. Next, the music. Jump into the pit. Get thrown on top of the crowd a couple of times. Jump like a motherfucker in the crowd.
Then, the drive back. It's me, a 2008 Jetta, the 95 interstate from Mass to NH to Maine, a bottle of Game Fuel, and some more Bullet. Oh, and a Hyundai Accent. And one hot chick. We fuckin raced over 100 miles up the highway doing between 80 and 100 the entire fucking way. We never got caught, obviously. Seriously, I think I'm in love. I've never seen a woman driver so reckless, or so adept at driving. Not just driving, but highway racing. I know it was fucking idiotic, and we could have killed a lot of people, but it was probably one of the best experiences I've ever had. I almost considered following her to her exit, to see if I could get her to pull into a food station and meet her. I thought it might be a little creepy if she wasn't as open-minded as me though, and she might just want to go home. Still, I thought it would have been amazing to get to know this girl.
Blue Hyundai Accent. Maine license plate. Hot, cute, blonde. Reckless. Skilled. Angry, but I like that. Seemed lacking in sense of humour, but that can be changed. She always responded to my thumbs up with a middle finger. Also, she didn't seem too thrilled when I flashed her. Still, I like them feisty.
Anyway, that's been the past three days for me (including today.)
