NEW ADMIN!(This accoutn is no longer run by its original admin.. The owner of this account and SchweetGlitch Have swapped accounts.. if you wish to address me OOC my name is Dave,The same person who ran AskRalphthewrecker . Please tell anyone who may know me know me as the aforementioned account that I have moved and Will greatly appreciate it!! A couple things about the new adminMore Like This
-Is generally a nice guy but does not enjoy being taken advantage of or ridiculed
-Very tolerant and will only block if completely necessary.))
Can't wait to get started!
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Lightning startled and knocked his rear bumper against a tire rack; he had been watching the news of his defeat on the plasma screens mounted in his pit-stop garage while the rest of his crew were tidying up outside. He reversed to see a baby blue Porsche it was Sally.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she apologised. "Did I interrupt you with the..."
"Oh no, no... y-you scared me, Sal..."
His girlfriend flashed a coy grin. "I scared myself scaring you scaring me..."
Lightning groaned. "Ha-ha, you're hilarious."
The two cars looked at the screen: Brent Mustangburger , Darrell Waltrip, and David Hobbscap were having a spirited post-match analysis of Lightning's surprise blunder during the first race.
"It looks like Lightning will have his work cut out for him in the next race in Porto Corsa. But let me tell ya, he's one tough hombre..." Brent chatted enthusiastically.
"I don't understand - Lightning had it in the bag. Why would he let Francesco pass him on the inside of tha