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The butterflies will have kicked in badly by now. Ahead lies nothing but straight tarmac, with nary a kink nor twist to deflect from the task at hand: to push this Hot Rod brute to its limit.
Let’s just take a look at some of the finer details of this scenario: those enormous rear tyres, for example; the pulsating heart beating without a bonnet muffle; and dark clouds suggesting imminent rain and, thus, slick asphalt. Would you want to give that a go…?
…well, actually…
Source – Phunkshon
