Monsoon X
10-04-2002, 10:25 AM
WL went down to Hooters. He was lookin' for a car to reel. He was in a bind 'cause
he was way behind, and he was willin' to make a deal, when he came across this young man
sawin' on a M6 TA and playin' it hot. And the Supradevil jumped up on a hickory stump and said,
"Boy, let me tell you what.
I guess you didn't know it but I'm a highway racer, too. And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll
make a bet with you. Now, you play pretty good LS1, boy, but give the Supradevil his due. I'll bet
a Turbo of gold against your soul, 'cause I think I'm faster than you." The boy said, "My
name's JC, and it might be a sin. But I'll take your bet, you're gonna regret, 'cause I'm
the best that's ever been."
JC, rosin up your LS1 and row your M6 hard, 'cause hell's broke loose in Hooters and
the Supradevil deals the cards. And if you win you get this shiny Turbo made of gold. But if you lose,
the Supradevil gets your soul.
The Supradevil opened up his boost controller and he said, "I'll start this show." And fire flew from his exhaust tips
as he rosined up his turbo. And he cranked the turbo up to 18# and it made an evil hiss.
Then a band of Suprademons joined in and it sounded somethin' like this: Faaaart (psssss) Faaaaaaart (pssssssh) Faaart (pssssh)
When the Suprdevil finished, JC said, "Well, you're pretty good, old son, but sit down in that
Recaro right there and let me show you how it's done:
X on 190. Run, boys, run. The Supradevil's in the car from the Rising Sun. Fire Chicken click the switch and it's putting out mo' . JC, did your clutch bite? No, child, no.
The Supradevil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat. And he laid that golden Turbo
on the ground at JC's feet. JC said, "SupraDevil, just come on back if you ever want to try
again. 'Cause I told you once, you son of a gun, I'm the best that's ever been."
he was way behind, and he was willin' to make a deal, when he came across this young man
sawin' on a M6 TA and playin' it hot. And the Supradevil jumped up on a hickory stump and said,
"Boy, let me tell you what.
I guess you didn't know it but I'm a highway racer, too. And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll
make a bet with you. Now, you play pretty good LS1, boy, but give the Supradevil his due. I'll bet
a Turbo of gold against your soul, 'cause I think I'm faster than you." The boy said, "My
name's JC, and it might be a sin. But I'll take your bet, you're gonna regret, 'cause I'm
the best that's ever been."
JC, rosin up your LS1 and row your M6 hard, 'cause hell's broke loose in Hooters and
the Supradevil deals the cards. And if you win you get this shiny Turbo made of gold. But if you lose,
the Supradevil gets your soul.
The Supradevil opened up his boost controller and he said, "I'll start this show." And fire flew from his exhaust tips
as he rosined up his turbo. And he cranked the turbo up to 18# and it made an evil hiss.
Then a band of Suprademons joined in and it sounded somethin' like this: Faaaart (psssss) Faaaaaaart (pssssssh) Faaart (pssssh)
When the Suprdevil finished, JC said, "Well, you're pretty good, old son, but sit down in that
Recaro right there and let me show you how it's done:
X on 190. Run, boys, run. The Supradevil's in the car from the Rising Sun. Fire Chicken click the switch and it's putting out mo' . JC, did your clutch bite? No, child, no.
The Supradevil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat. And he laid that golden Turbo
on the ground at JC's feet. JC said, "SupraDevil, just come on back if you ever want to try
again. 'Cause I told you once, you son of a gun, I'm the best that's ever been."