hit ten plus in the curves and my top starts to shift from my bottom; doesn't matter if you catch yellows or not i'ma rag dump on your fuckin' modus transportatus all day long i catch you slow-ridin' in a normal ass car, idiot, i hit ten plus, nice flags, do they come with a country that doesn't suck shit? one that doesn't piss off the entire world right now? no? you live across from a billboard that says "drink rose," i live across from the fuckin' YOՍＮᏳ ᑭΟＰE, jude law hit a golf ball through my novelty bay window once and i didn't complain because i was afraid, i hit ten plus, jude law hit a lick in my basement and i did not complain because i was afraid, nice, fuckin... nice hang glider,, be a shame if you were towing ten pounds (???) of horses behind it for some reason, your truck looks like a fuckin... like someone vinyl wrapped a normal person's car with straight up trash, like expensive trash, like fuckin' you melted a bunch of fake louis vuitton shit all over your car, taped it off and everything, meanwhile i'm hittin' ten plus in the curves, twenty plus on the straights, nah, fifteen plus, don't wanna get Arrested in the Raw, just regular arrested is fine thanks, me an the other Road Rage Enthusiasts, hit twenty plus as a team in the mornings, early, pre-dawn, get pictures of the sunrise from the driver's seat as we hit twenty plus as a team, can't get pulled over if you're going with the flow of traffic, no, fuckin' cops, here's an idea: tabletop rpg about getting to work on time, i can't tell if that's sad or not 'cause i'm cryin' to some fuckin' daydream i got while hittin' ten plus on the back roads, nice fuckin... nice flags, do you regret your vote yet, asshole, or should i take away all your rights myself, huh, have fun livin' across from a billboard while i live across from fuckin... Adolf F Hitler, the F stands for Fuck because fuck hitler, huh, i don't get to do that too often, pull up to some asshole doesn't drive like a normal God Damned Human Being, right next to their kid with the window down starin' at other drivers, look'em straight in the eye as we both run the red tell'em they're Hitler Two and i get my friends to do the same lviiir on to cement it, don't fuck with me i'll give your kid depression like i got, i could fuckin' shoot the devil in the kneecaps and get away clean 'cause i drive like a normal human being, i hit ten plus, you drive like you're at funeral practice, you drive like me and the rest of the Road Rage Enthusiasts drive on weekdays in the rain, fuckin thirty below, all as a team, rolling roadblock [some traffic comes up] [completely different voice but still just the worst of all time] UP NEXT ON ANOTHER THRILLING EPISODE OF AT RE BETS ON THE WRONG HORSE, at re bets on a horse that has just had experimental open heart surgery, wherein the horse heart is whipped soundly with leather cords and replaced in the body!