I just started my new job at Applebee's a few weeks ago, and its really kewl. My fav part is the people. And one of my trainers' name was Nick, well turns out Nick like football and cars. So we start talkin about cars all night and tell eachother what kind of car we have and all that good stuff. Well Nick tells me he has a limited edition mustang with t-tops, and its a 5.0. At the end of the night I drove him out to his car, like a 2 second drive, just to show him/show off my car. Well a few days lata Nick takes me for a ride in the stang with the t-tops off and we decided we wanna race, but by then its pretty late and Nick must head home. So he takes me back to my car and we both leave. Well the next thing I know we're lined up at a red light, we just look over at eachother laugh and smile and we both know we're goin for it. So light turns green and we both peel outta there, I had him till he hit second and then it was say good-bye to the nice mustang for me! Oh well. It was fun, and I knew I was gonna lose to Nick's car. But its just such an awsome rush to race and I just didn't care. Now that I have a job though I'm gonna be havin money to drop into my car.