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Thread: Street Racing

Exactly like Vampy says. I -used- to. Ironically the only ticket I have ever gotten for speeding was me passing someone normally on a two lane road going about 10 over so shrugs. But to be honest I do not do it anymore mainly because my 5-speed keeled over and died D with 190k. Yup. Anyway, what you need to understand is you must be able to handle turns and the likes at high speeds as well. DO NOT RACE unless you are absolutely sure of your chances. I only did it for a few months, and even then it wasn't until I was completely comfortable with driving. But Street Racing can be a deadly sport if you don't know what you're up against. I've seen Street Racers come through my job. They have Nos tanks. Tanks that if they get hit I believe can explode on impact. Keep that in mind.
Thread: Street Racing

Okay just to clear things up. I said I wanted to race but I know better not to. I like to see nice cars around my town or anywhere else and I like how they look. I'm not going to be a racer I'm just going to have a nice car and not anything illegal. I don't think I would even have the guts to race really. Seriously I think even if I went to a street race meet I probably wouldn't like it and just back out. It's something I've wanted to see since I was 16 and see how they race the cars and other stuff. I usually don't like the night scene but I just want to check it out. Hope that clears thing up now..
Thread: Street Racing

I think street racing is alright. but I hate it when innocent bystanders get hurt due to the racing. Hence that is why I support sactioned races at tracks. its safer and the only factors involved are the other people racing and the possiblility or crashin your ride.
Thread: Street Racing

Devious Slave said I want to know what everyone thinks about it. I mean I want to race but I don't want to get a ticket or anything like that. That is when I do get a car though. The car I would race in when I get it all powerful and street ready would probably be either a Honda Civic or something of the like. I need to find out about cars more first. Do you like street racing?? Or Do you think it's stupid and a total waste of time?? I'm asking this cause I might get my drivers license this next weekend or sooner and I want to drive around and look at the nice cars go by. Not to mention I hear racing cars down on the highway that I live near by. Tell me your opinions I would like to hear Just say your opinions please. I don't want flamingdrama or anything of that sort. Click to expand... There is a middle ground. I don't know about over there, but here in the UK there is quite a lot of racing on old airfields. There are plenty still left over from WW2 with runways, somewhat intact which we used to used to racing, and still are used quite a bit. Using dead ground like that with no traffic or passers by is a better idea. I dabbled a bit, first with an Integra R, then a Scooby, then a 325i. Getting steady girlfriends got in the way so I had to give up. There are only so many ways a car can please you... A civic is an ideal car for a beginner. Yes it is FWD, but that is only a downer for drag, not for street, as long as you learn to cope with the understeer. A ricer is the ideal car for anything with a corner in it as it will leave any US made car way behind. Their advantages are on straights. You can do a lot with Honda engines, they like to be revved and the VVT on some of the models is infinitely tunable, especially if paired with a remap and cold air induction. Once you're experienced then you can get something with a little more meat like a Scooby or Evo for street or a muscle car for drag. Start slowly, develop your skills and move up when you have gotten the most out of your present car, not just when you're bored with it.
Thread: Street Racing

Sevinn said Devious Slave said I want to know what everyone thinks about it. I mean I want to race but I don't want to get a ticket or anything like that. That is when I do get a car though. The car I would race in when I get it all powerful and street ready would probably be either a Honda Civic or something of the like. I need to find out about cars more first. Do you like street racing?? Or Do you think it's stupid and a total waste of time?? I'm asking this cause I might get my drivers license this next weekend or sooner and I want to drive around and look at the nice cars go by. Not to mention I hear racing cars down on the highway that I live near by. Tell me your opinions I would like to hear Just say your opinions please. I don't want flamingdrama or anything of that sort. Click to expand... There is a middle ground. I don't know about over there, but here in the UK there is quite a lot of racing on old airfields. There are plenty still left over from WW2 with runways, somewhat intact which we used to used to racing, and still are used quite a bit. Using dead ground like that with no traffic or passers by is a better idea. I dabbled a bit, first with an Integra R, then a Scooby, then a 325i. Getting steady girlfriends got in the way so I had to give up. There are only so many ways a car can please you... A civic is an ideal car for a beginner. Yes it is FWD, but that is only a downer for drag, not for street, as long as you learn to cope with the understeer. A ricer is the ideal car for anything with a corner in it as it will leave any US made car way behind. Their advantages are on straights. You can do a lot with Honda engines, they like to be revved and the VVT on some of the models is infinitely tunable, especially if paired with a remap and cold air induction. Once you're experienced then you can get something with a little more meat like a Scooby or Evo for street or a muscle car for drag. Start slowly, develop your skills and move up when you have gotten the most out of your present car, not just when you're bored with it. Click to expand... I agree with sevinn and what he said. a civic is a great car to start with for a beginner to start with and that you should get the most out of your car before moving on and not moving up when u get bored with it.
Thread: Street Racing

My grandmother's boyfriend lost his eye street racing a few years ago. It's a dangerous and stupid sport, you're not only risking your own life but also the life of anybody else on the road. If you want to race, there are many legal places to do it, fuck, go go-cart racing.
Thread: Street Racing

ZOMBiiE said My grandmother's boyfriend lost his eye street racing a few years ago. It's a dangerous and stupid sport, you're not only risking your own life but also the life of anybody else on the road. If you want to race, there are many legal places to do it, fuck, go go-cart racing. Click to expand... Go carts are a great way to get started. Many F1 drivers started in carts. Jensen Button, Lewis Hamilton and Fernando Alonso, all F1 World Champions, or were started there.
Thread: Hell (Isabella)

For Ashley Graham, the last clear memory she had was of the blue-gray autumn sky, of leaves on the wind, of the breeze on her face and hair. Of a feeling compounded of delighted happiness that this latest phase of her life should have started so well, and excited anticipation at what might happen next. She had been thinking about classes and societies and parties - of people she might meet, things she might learn, activities in which she might partake. It certainly did not cross her mind that the tops of the three lists would be kidnappers, backwoods Spanish, and abduction, respectively. When the dart hit her, she had thought for a few moments it was an insect sting. After that she coudn't think at all. For a little while the world seemed to be coming from very far away, and she knew she must have fallen, because all she could see was that blue-gray sky above her. Then consciousness fled entirely. The last sounds of which she had any awareness were the first salvo of gunshots. Her time under the influence of the drug was a simple blank - not even sleep, simply absence, as though she had fallen out of time entirely. But slowly, very slowly, she began to become conscious of some kind of sensation through her stupor. Pain, was it? Yes. Pain. Pain in her head, and there - ah! - there it came again. Was someone hitting her? What was happening? She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were too, too heavy for her to lift - and yet her awareness was starting to creep back. She was being pulled along by her ankles that much she apprehended, if dimly. Pulled across uneven ground, so that her head struck on every protruberance and rut. Who was doing this? Where was she? Why weren't they being more careful? Then the grips on her ankles were released, her legs falling to the floor, and she heard voices around her. In... Spanish? Groggy as she was, she couldn't begin to follow what they were saying her language skills were not advanced at the best of times, and even in her current state she could tell that this version of Spanish sounded nothing like that taught in classrooms back home. Was she in Mexico? Nothing made any sense. She tried to speak, but her mouth wouldn't open. What was happening to her? Then strong hands grabbed her up, and yanked her back across the ground, by her hands and hair. The pain of the pull on her hair was enough to make her jerk open her lovely eyes, taking in with a single panicked look the half-collapsed village square, the filthy men pulling her, the brooding, cloudy sky above. Her body still felt as though it was made of lead she opened her mouth to scream, but only the slightest whimper actually emerged. They were pulling her towards some kind of trough. Was she going to be drowned?
Thread: Hell (Isabella)

Several chickens fluttered their wings and hurried out of the way as the group dragged the unsuspecting blonde toward the animal troth. Dirty and disgusting, as slimy as it was wet, one man pulled Ashley by the arm not caring if it came out of its socket, and the other by her hair, equally uncaring if the strands were torn from her head. They dragged the American teen into the cold water with a splash, then continued dragging her from the one far end to the other. This brought a great deal of laughter among the crowd. Clavada ella! Clavada ella! shouted one. Dunk her! Dunk her! The men were all too willing to oblige. The one with a firm grasp of Ashley's hair, he on in his years, dressed in tattered overalls that left a majority of his chest bare, took a handful of the straight lengths of gold closer to her scalp. His other hand went to the back of Ashley's neck, then to between her shoulder blades, forcing her face down into the murky sludge of the troth as onlookers laughed. He kept her there like that for a few seconds before letting her up, jerking her head upward, though that was only to give her a quick chance to breathe. She was shoved right back down into the troth, water splashing about, this repeated three, four times as more and more villagers gathered near. ste es el? This is the one? Qu hacemos con ella? What do we do with her? La mantenemos viva. Dijeron que podemos hacer todo lo dems que queremos. We keep her alive. They said we can do anything else we want. Haha! Cualquier cosa?! Puedo empujar tan este pitchfork encima de su asno? Haha! Anything?! So I can shove this pitchfork up her ass? Haha. Let' s se divierte cierto con sus agujeros antes de que usted la estire hacia fuera como usted hizo a su esposa! Haha. Let's have some fun with her holes before you stretch her out like you did your wife! The jesting went on between the townspeople, back and forth, laughing, uncaring whether or not this girl had any clue what they were saying or what was going on to begin with. Nearing twenty in number now, mostly men with a handful of women peppered in, a couple began dropping their tools aside while a few more were way ahead of them, men peeling off what little dingy clothes they wore to reveal just as filthy, hairy bodies, standing in a circle around Ashley and the troth. The two holding her pulled her out of it and back to the dirt, where their grasps went from her arm and hair to her clothes, trying to pull at the orange sweater and lace white panties. The others stood there. Watching. Waiting. Filthy, hairy chests. Filthy, hairy legs. Filthy, hairy dicks, hands eagerly stroking themselves as they leered at the American girl's lily white skin - save for all the dirt she was acquiring. Behind them the women were laughing. And behind the women were goats and chickens pecking about the dirt. Crude. Adelantado! Let' s considera esos pechos! Come on! Let's see those tits!
Thread: Hell (Isabella)

The combination of the pain from her arm and scalp, and the shock of the frigid water against her skin, helped jerk Ashley out of her drugged stupour. Weak though she was, she struggled with the little strength left to her against the powerful hands holding her head under the slimy water, the air escaping from her lungs in streams of bubbles as her body was crushed against the side of the trough. Convinced that she was going to die, she was almost too surprised to respond when her head was yanked back out again but she managed to take a great, gasping breath of air before being shoved once more into the slime. Again, and then yet again, she was lifted out and forced under, her lungs bursting, her head on fire with pain from the man's grip on her lovely hair. Then, finally, she was hauled out and thrown down onto the dirt, her body convulsing as she heaved up the vile sludge from her lungs, coughing and spluttering up slime from her mouth and nose, her beautiful face a mask of filth. Water filled her ears, and the sound of voices came to her distant and distorted, but she understood the import of what was happening to her well enough as their rough hands grabbed her clothes, some yanking up her sweater to expose her breasts and bra, others pulling her panties down to her convulsing knees, revealing her virgin sex and neatly-trimmed bush to the hungry gaze of her captors. She tried to fight, but her body could concentrate on nothing but heaving up the filthy water from her throat - much of which splattered on the men holding her, not that it made them noticably dirtier than they already were. Still weak from the drug, she knew she could not hope to escape them that she was going to be stripped, possibly raped, maybe even killed. But where was she? Why was this happening to her? Spitting the last mouthful of slime from her mouth, she finally managed a stranged scream of protest as her panties were ripped off her entirely, her panicked gaze taking in the dirty, hairy bodies of her captors as they stripped themselves, their intentions now horribly clear. With what little strength she could still muster, she tried to press her legs together, hoping against hope that something would happen to prevent the ravishment they all-too-obviously intended...
Thread: Hell (Isabella)

But nothing would prevent it. There was no savior to be sighted, no mercy to be had. There wasn't even a common language between the teenager and the Spaniards, at least not common enough to get through to one another. Though by their actions there didn't seem as if it'd matter if Ashley even could she was still a human being, language barrier or no, and they were still obviously going to abuse her. The only questions were how thoroughly, and in how many different ways. Todava detngala! shouted one, a few of the men breaking from the circle to grab at the teenager's arms and legs, pulling them apart. Hold her still! Grubby, thick sausage link fingers grabbed at Ashley's lace white panties, jerking rather than pulling, her skirt still hiked up again and again from the struggle, tugged them down from around her hips and ass to her knees, her young crotch coming into view. He gave them a harder jerk now, uncaring, opting to tear the thin feminine fabric instead of dealing with her squirming legs. The torn cloth was discarded, tossed aside to the dirt a few feet away where one of the other villagers was quick to snatch it up, bringing it to his gray bearded face to inhale of her scent with a crooked-toothed grin. The blonde's top half wasn't faring much better, her sweater pulled up and over her head, blinding any hope of vision for a second as it wrapped around her face. The man standing at her head pulled it free of her arms, free of her face, chucking that aside as well now. Sujtela hacia abajo! Hold her down! Haha! I' m que consigue el primer tiro! Haha! I'm getting first shot! Mucho! Usted consigue en la lnea, estpida! Like hell! You get in line, stupid! More laughing. She was something less than human to them. They joked. They jostled. The men who had ran the girl through the troth and then stripped her were the closest, and if for that reason only they had first dibs on the American girl's body. One forced her legs to a spread as he moved to kneel in the dirt between them. The other knelt at Ashley's head, pulling her head and shoulders back on his lap a bit. He gripped at her bra, pulling the front up, greedily grabbing at the white cups to pull her tits free - a freedom he quickly embraced with both palms, squeezing them with a firm chuckle, harsh breath letting out that amused little laugh. The first wasted little time in pulling his tattered old pants down, not down completely but enough to whip out a hairy set of balls with a ready, eager cock between them. His tip pressed up against Ashley's bare young sex. Was she even coherent yet? Not a one of them seemed to care, her rapists or the small, simple-minded mob.
Thread: Hell (Isabella)

Desperately, Ashley tried to keep her legs out of the grip of the men who grabbed for them, twisting and kicking as best she could, but it was no use broad, strong fingers wrapped themselves around her wrists and ankles, yanking them out and apart until she was painfully spread-eagled between them, her body totally exposed to whatever they might proceed to do to her. Horrified, she felt her panties ripped awy from her then her screams of protest were momentarily muffled as her sweater was pulled up over her face, exposing her generous bust to further molestation. Still weak from the drug, she could do little but twist herself helplessly as the sweater, too, was stripped from her and she was dragged down amongst them, naked now except for her shoes and bra, her horrified eyes taking in the filthy, hairy bodies that pressed in around her. The idea that these coarse backwoodsmen were about to rape her, that she would lose her viriginity not to some handsome young lover of her own choosing, but to some gang of unwashed thugs, down in the mud of the village square... it was all too horrible, too monstrous even to fully comprehend. Surely this couldn't really be happening it was a nightmare, a drug hallucination, anything but the truth. Surely this couldn't actually be about to happen. Not to her... But the pain and the force were as insistent as ever, as her thighs were forced apart by one man and her head and shoulders gripped by another, whose ugly, callussed hands were even now roughly squeezing and kneading her big sensitive breasts, raising red marks across her pale skin. As the first man knelt between her legs, she stared with horror at the big, erect cock he pressed to her sex, still shouting amiably to his fellows in their guttural jargon as though this was nothing mor than a joke or game to them. The size of his member horrified her surely it wouldn't fit inside her, virgin that she was, without painfully tearing her open inside, especially as arousal and relaxation were the very furthest things from her traumatised young mind.'No...' she whispered, and then, as she felt the head of the cock touch her nether lips 'No! NO! Please! Don't! NO!'
Thread: The Peoples Mario.

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Thread: The Peoples Mario.

Ah. I've seen this one before. It's still pretty good having seen it again.
Thread: The Peoples Mario.

OH MY GOD, THAT WAS INTENSELY AWESOME.
Thread: The Peoples Mario.

Bathos said OH MY GOD, THAT WAS INTENSELY AWESOME. Click to expand... Yes it was! 3
Thread: What you win you gain. What you lose you also gain.

So this is my remake of a journal of a free and single person but also not going to date for a while. Well you might want to know some stuff about me so lets get started shall we?? 1.I'm 19 years old I live in Washington State. 2.I have 3 dogs and like to hang out with my parents so I can be busy on certain days 3.If you start a role-play with me don't expect me to reply right after you. Just a warning. 4.I loved to be dommed by a tough guy and I like badass looking guys -shrugs- It's hard not to 5.You don't have anything nice to say please don't post. Most of the people on here probably don't give a shit anyways.. Now an update of what's happening in my life and the reason I haven't been posting to role-plays. I've gotten out of a relationship that I thought would actually work. It didn't and I need to move on and I'm going to. For the few days I didn't move on it ruined me emotionally and physically with my health. I'm a 5'2 girl that really can lose all the weight she has in one night cause I have a high metabolism. So with 3 days with eating hardly anything except junk has gotten me skinny as hell and my rib and hip bones showing. I'm getting back to eating healthy but it usually takes a while. One another note another reason why I'm not posting to my role-plays. Me and my parents have found out that the furnace in the house is letting off a gas smell and has for about a month now. We didn't realize it at first cause I just thought it was my snowboard right next to my vent. Now it's going around the whole damn house. So I have my window cracked some for the reason not to smell that shit in but I'm not going to be surprised if I get a cold. I get sick easily and that's what holds me back a lot. So I will try and post when I can so please don't push or pressure me. I don't need the stress and I really don't need someone badgering me every daynight to reply cause I haven't for a while. That's the update for right now and I hope to get better and also start posting more. All of you have a good night or day where ever you are.
Thread: What you win you gain. What you lose you also gain.

Now yet another update.. 1. The gas problem got done I think our neighbors were digging and cracked a gas line. Since there were gas trucks in our driveway till now and the smell is gone that must have been why. 2. Really really really not happy I'm actually quiet pissed off but calming down. I have gone into Best Buy 5 fucking times about my laptop turning off cause of over heating. I play my Sims 2 and used to play WoW on it but stopped both cause of it over heating. Well I got it virus free just about what 2 weeks ago I can't really remember but yet again. I tried to play my Sims I was so excited to since I haven't for a while. It gets going I go to play on one of the citiestowns and then it shut off. My damn laptop shuts off cause of it over heating. I turn it back on and get a fucking god damn blue screen saying something about a crash dump. So dad took me in yet again and they say finally that they need to ship it to whatever so they can see what's wrong. So I'm on my dad's laptop until the 1st or 2nd of December. On the plus side I will probably be getting a new hard drive and fan for it. So they say when it comes back I should be able to play Sims 2 and WoW just fine again. Okay so those are two updates. I will be replying to my role-plays still since my dad is letting me use his laptop and cause I'm not going to let my role-playing go to hell cause of my laptop problem pissing me off. Seriously I need to find a local computer guy to fix my laptop instead of Best Buy. They over price and they hardly even help you