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So a buddy of mine calls me up (he's actually on here as DistortedVision but never logs in) and asks if I want to go for a rip. I call into work late and we he comes over.
DV: "Where you want to go?"
me: "where do you think I want to go?"
DV: "17?"
me: "of course"
So I lead down and we start heading up. Cruising along and I told him that we'd take it easy and work on lines and shit cause it was his first time there this year and it's never a bad idea to work on lines. We're cruising and catch up to an outback and a R32. The 32 passing the suby as do we. The pass was the turn before the picnic table turn (sharp right then the picnic table HARD left). 32 is fuckin gone around those turns. So, not even with a lot of speed, we take the picnic table turn and as I start to accel outta it the front washes out about 4-5 inches, my asshole pickers, 2 drops of pee come out and I stand her up heading straight for the fuckin gully on the right. She's up, clutch is in and the front brake is workin it's ass off to stop my fat ass with my foot down. DV pulls in front of me and that fuckin suby now passes. I take off after my brief pause to regain composure and pass DV with a "fuckin race tires in the cold". We rip to the top and then realize that its almost 20 degrees colder than home. Wasn't expecting that at all. Left my house at 65 degrees and it was prooly about 47 there. I have a pic at home of the front tire that you can see where she slid which I will post when I get home.
I need to get those Avons on or it has to warm up really quickly...