sorry not sorry.

[revving]

Look, Miss, I'm flattered. Really, I am. I know what it's like to see your favorite drivers up close - you can't believe they're actually real, and it hits you all at once that they're people too. Thing is, when it comes down to it, I'm just a guy. A guy who loves his family more than anything. And I'm sorry if that disappoints you.

[ speed, for real though, what are you talking about. ]

I know this isn't the same thing. There's nothing to sign, no deals to make. It's not that I have a problem with seeing other places. Part of what being a driver's about, right?

[ come on, kid, you wanna fuck with the eagles, you gotta learn how to fly. ]

But I've just got one question. Where am I gonna drive?

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[sixthanimorph]

Someone's got a one track mind.

[ Amused? Yeah, just a little bit. And being a troll brat because that's kind of his thing. ]

Can't say I've ever heard of anyone around here getting to bring their car in. Good luck with that.

[revving]

What can I say? Racing's my life. I'm not good at much - can't imagine what I'd do without it.

[ how else is he going to drive recklessly down an empty track screaming

this is serious ]