The driver of the black F-150 rolled down his window and stuck his head out, yelling over his crappy rap music.
"Yo! Dawg! Race you to the other side! You game?"
It was obvious this fucker was trying to talk me into a dick measuring contest. The original Ford F-150 SVT Lighting on which his EV was based also had a V-8 engine.
Probably trying to prove his car was superior despite being only a quarter of the price, he kept waiting for me to roll down my window to respond.
It was childish, stupid, and made no contribution to society. I would have to be an idiot to agree to that. So I just let my baby answer him. I stepped on the gas and let the Escalade give a furious battle cry.
"Fuck yeah, I'm in," I whispered, smiling from ear to ear.
A deafening roar from the V-8 engine drowned out everything around me, from his crappy music to all other sounds.
The driver smiled happily and got back into his truck."Aight dawg! It's on!"
