Ok, so I knew my car was cool. I mean, it’s a Mini Cooper. Decent gas milage, a stylish look, and “A Juicy Butt”.
But I had no idea that on Highway 2222 in Austin, I would find out how supremely badass my car is. Taking each turn 2-3x faster than those yellow blurs advised me to, I’ve been glowing this entire week. A full day at Six Flags doesn’t even comes close to how much adreneline was going through my body. I also finally broke it in at 103.
There was also some tubing and in Weyandt’s Army, I’ve been appropriately titled, “Private Button Pusher.”
–Snoopykiss’ car makes girls moist. In the good way.
