I pulled up to Westhimer and lowered the truck down, got the little bike out of the back, turned the air off, and let the stiero and Screens blaze.

So what, i like attention, when you spend as much as i do on your truck, you want everybody and their grandma stop looking at the rice and run over to your truck.

Well i was there, answering everybodys questions have having a good time when some Hispanics pulled up and were generally impressed with my truck. (not that there is anything wrong with hispanics mind you, just thats what i remebered about them, and on westhimer thats a rare thing to see) Well, i was more struck by his truck, he had a Beatuful Paint job and large Chrome Rims that where 20 inches or more. Quite a Show. Well he started asking if i had any power, i said i had a v6, so he concluded to tell me how he could eat me at any speed any time any where, well after some nagotioations, and leaving my girlfriend there with my wallet (you dont know when you will race, loose, go to pay someoen and they jump you and take all your stuff).

3 Races, 2 out of 3 wins
400 bucks on the line.
V6 vs V8 with 20 chrome rims
**Drum Roll**
Shiet you already know what happened
I toasted his *** like a yucky Grilled cheese sandwich

WHen i followed him to get my money from him, he took off
i had my boys with me in there cars following me, so i was not skeered.

We procced to play cat and mouse with this big truck all the way to The Roxy and on to The Richmond Strip, hoping to loose me.

Well he got Stuck right in traffic.

We parked, walked to his truck, asked him why he ran, while he had the windows up.

he didnt even look at me.

Went back to the cars and my truck, got a 2 ton jack out of my friends integra, 5 2x4 blocks and my tire iron.

jacked his back right tire off the ground, told him pay me now or i will take all your rims.
he started to spin it so we just go my jack and put the other rim in the air when he started to get out and yell at us, i lifted my tire iron , he saw all my friends and i told him this rim should get me 400 bucks easy, pay me or i take it.

THIS WAS ALL ON THE RICHMAND STRIP, needless to say, i got my money and nobody will race me and loose and get away with it!

 

wow, sound like a hard ***, impressive . . .

 

Good kill, main! B**CH BETTA HAVE MY MONEY!

 

unless you change tires for jeff gordon aint no way anyone pulls me over and pulls out a t 2 ton jack rolls it under my car. and jacks it up.
the police are all over richmond in that area, i would have let you take the rims , got you license number, and had your A$$ thrown in jail for theft. that would make 4 bills not quite so important.
i used to street race on westimer, out between belt way 8 and cynco ranch, if it was for $400 buck some one else held the money, one race none of this 2 out of 3 crap. if you cant beat me the first time, 2 bad!
does you friend with the intergra race with a 2 ton jack in the back? slame on the brakes and that thing might end up in the back seat.

 

You Must not be near T-town at about 2 in the moring, way to much traffic for anybody to run me over, and most of the drunks were getting a pretty good thrill out of it if i do say so my self.
needless to say, i was not scared of anybody running me over at a whole 5 mph on that street at that time of night.

 

this is my favorite chaos150 b.s. story.

lucky he had a floor jack and the correct lug wrench handy, guess the guy had expensive rims but no lug looks or locking caps.

 

I guess we haft to take his word for it, but then again we have found out that Chaos's word is worth about as much as a three dollar bil.