The time means death.Yes I mean that if you go to underspeedo ground
you say DEATH COME TO ME.It all started three years ago when I started
to drive corvette.When I was driving a man saw me and he said that I
was a good driver.I had some experience but I wasn't very good.I had
some new pieces for my car.I'm not very good at driving but I said
that I could try for one time.He went and said that he wanted to see
me in the big town mall at midnight.I was very excited about this.My
car made 260kmh speed but ýt wasn't enough to race with the
undergrounders.At midnight I was on front of the big town mall and he
was there also.We went to a little shop near the town mall and he
showed me car parts and and we tried them on the car.The day after I
was a corvetomaniac.Yes you heard it my car made 330kph,vinyls,nitro
and a weight ex pansion kit.The first race was at 11.30 PM.I was super
and ready for it.GO BABY