As soon as the train stopped and it was time to go, Jimmy was about to get up but waited while watching the females that were near him, get off first to take a look at their asses. Almost like a commentator for ass analysis, Jimmy was conversing in his mind who out of the ladies had the best looking ass. He noticed another who was lingering while finishing his whiskey, so...Jimmy stood as the last of the ladies got up to get out and he followed.

Watching his rivals get to their cars and heading out to his own. He watched her black shiny, motha fucka, the Black Lightning, sitting there, looking sexier than most of his hoes. He knew what was at stake and like the info he got earlier in the lobby, he just needed to make it through the prelims...not to worry about getting 1st place. 

Jimmy was trying to hype himself up looking at each rival and speaking [b]"Yeeaaahhh ain't here ta shuck and jive ya dig. Gon' get nasty....real nasty, ya billy?"[/b] he said speaking jive. He looked over at the ladies [b]"Sweet chicken legz, chicken legz. ya go hard, real hard. Ya rides slammin."[/b] giving a compliment....sort of....if it sounded like a compliment. He opened the car door and got inside looking through his custom made cassette collection of oldschool hip hop and funk and pulled out a tape that he wanted to listen to to get his mind right for the race. placing the tape in, he turned the music up a bit.
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4BUqEMNP9zc]Uptown Anthem[/url]

He started bumping his head placing his hand on the wheel ready to get the race started and lit up a black and mild.