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It was a nice morning, just the time for a race. I had my ushanka on, balaclava and glasses on as well. I had my signature adidas tracksuit and jacket on today. It was going to be a show. I got in my VW Golf. 1200 horses in this baby. It was going to be ever so exhilarating to be in this once again. To beat this would be a nice notch on his steering wheel. His opponent was in a [i]debil[/i] capitalist car, much worse than his [i]Blyat Mobile[/i], his baby. He grabbed his 3 stripe steering wheel, and turned up his hardbass, pumping to the rhythm of the music. The turns would be done with the beat, that's why his drifts always look so smooth and timed perfectly. It was all on a clock. He looked down New Arbat Ave. and planning the route in his head. They were to go down this street, turn, and go around the center of The Red Square, and come back. It was all planned out, it was to be perfect. 

He saw a local go into the middle of the road, his starter. He revved his engine, and could hear the ever perfect purr of the engine. This bliss was interrupted by the capitalist scum's car. Damn [i]Cyka[/i]. He glanced at his friends in the crowd, with their speaker, pumping to hardbass, and rooting me on. This was my time. I went into the zone, barely able to hear the announcer. He worked into his massage beads, that he put on his seat, and leaned out of his window to see his Adidas styled paint job. Solid black with 3 white stripes down the middle. On the back, metal letters spelling out [i]Blyat Mobile[/i]. The exhaust came out, and he was ready.

3,2,1 GO!

He slammed on the gas, and his clutch, shifting into first gear, and pressing on the nitro pedal he put in custom. He went flying, with superior acceleration and top speed. The world blurred around him, and all he could see is the road ahead, and the car to the side. 

That's all that mattered.

Youb T'voyou Mat' Capitalist Scum