...and I ain't talking about sport fucking.

I happen to drive an automobile that feels as comfortable at 150 mph as making love to a beautiful woman without a rubber...but you do need some nice "real deal" tires. Better to be safe than sorry...right?

So, today I put a new set all around...took that bitch to 145...and everything was cool...sweet. I guess you get what you pay for....although when I signed the tab...I felt like I'd spent the night with Velociman.

Seriously...I'm ready to slow dance...