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I'm cruisin lookin for a race and this guy on a bike finds me and I ask him to go fast and he does and I try to keep up.... he makes a joke outa me it's cool I liked it, first light he waited like 6 seconds then took off burned me like I wasn't moving.... Well eventually I got up to about 85 and then I calld it off and I pull into the left lane and the biker goes onto a different road and I see this guy comin up on me and I think booya I found a race..... well not really it was a cop he caught me doin 65 in a 40 racing that biker guy and I told him what was up straightup and he let me go completely..... I'm one lucky fucker 