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Post by Mercedes Love on Dec 1, 2006 19:41:21 GMT -5
“Well…those movies…they’re nothing like the real thing. You have to really be into your car to get a good feel, and a good race out of it. I have to break in my cars. We don’t win ‘em wither. We race for money, guys, girls, bragging rights, and yada yada yada. I guess I’ve been racing since I was 14, young I know, which is about four years or so. I guess it started after I went to a race with my sister, there were two guys after her, and that’s how she settled who got her. I’ve been in and out of the game ever since.”
Wait. What the fuck? She hadn’t even told all of that to Olivia. Gosh. She couldn’t possibly just start spilling her life to him. Oh, god. Not now. Her probably didn’t think that highly of her anyway. Mercedes racked her brain for something more to say,
“Um. So. What your guilty pleasure?”
Cede couldn’t help but ask. She told him hers, so why shouldn’t she get to know his.
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Post by wowposter on Sept 17, 2008 5:36:58 GMT -5
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Post by wowposter on Oct 30, 2008 6:47:46 GMT -5
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