The Fast and the Furiously-interested-in-learning-how-to-shift-right

There's an attractive girl that works for the apartment complex's office here. She likes listening to techno, and has a thing for fast cars and motorcycles. She told me a dodge charger could beat my STI. I said I'd doubt it. Then she challenged me to a race. Not with her, no. Because she doesnt own a charger. No, she dared me to race her state trooper friend, whose squad car is apparently a dodge charger. So...I'd be racing a cop. I've imagined scenarios like this. I've seen a few on tv. Usually, in my fantasies, though, my car has smoke bombs and rear-facing floodlights and, well, a lot of other gadgets I probably won't ever put on a car in real life. Probably.

She assured me that it will be fine--I inferred that he would be arresting me. So now I'm looking up dodge chargers, trying to figure out if they are faster than STIs. And I'm a little worried. Police usually get upgrades, or something. Everything I have is stock. And, lets face it, I don't really know anything about racing cars. I know that formula ones are pretty much faster than everything. I know that nascar is really boring. I know that people really like Subaru's.

I've having a little trouble imagining something faster than my car though. And it might be a chance to see Heather someone other than the office when she's handing my package from the mail. Kinda scary though. Days after I bought my STI, Luke crashed his. And I still remember the fear I felt driving head on into a mini van a few years ago. And I still feel a pain in my chest, occasionally reminding me that I'm not invulnerable. So racing could be a really bad idea. However, I have this rule where I do things are afraid of. Since most of the things I've been afraid of so far include talking to girls, and climbing on some rocks, I've actually been pretty safe.

Waaaaaait a minute. Screw this. I was going to go on about...something. Something about...oh who cares what I was talking about: that was dumb. Subaru's are made for traction. At least, according to some random website. So if I want to beat that charger, all I have to do is find some sand, snow, or ice. And learn how to corner in it. Probably in mountains...well that sounds suicidal actually. Oh dammit Chargers have all-wheel-drive too. Stupid police.

Well, now I don't know what I'm going to do. I can race a cop in some car that probably got all upgraded so its way faster than mine even if I could shift--did I mention I'm a bit slow at shifting?--or I could just do something else with my time. We'll see.