I'm an idiot but have followers

Today after working another long *** day...I decided to give the valiant a long over due cob web blow off...while leaving my neighborhood I noticed 4 soup'd up imports with wings n ****, air dams , turbo blow valvestracket...this and that, i mean...I wasn't sure if they fkn fighter jets or just something out of a bad sci fy movie.....so pretty much in my don't give a fk mood I began taunting them by passing them at 6600 rpm and then down shifting the tires to smoke....till finally they got enough fuzz on their bean bags to step up and get ***** slapped by my primered bird **** covered Mopar. The first one thought he would attempt to pass me, WRONG...I shut him out and made his eyes go from slanted to round ...as he swearved away. The next joke on wheels decided he had more to offer so we got onto the freeway two lane on ramp and he ended up behind me , duh... Then after merging at 120 I decided to let off so they could catch me at cruising 80mph which is about 3800 rpm...I dumped it and passed all of them and watched as they tailed me still falling behind ,except one who I didn't see had got around in the slow lane while I was slowing for cars ahead....so I changed lanes with full throttle , scaring the **** out of everyone near me with 6500 rpm in 4th through a set of jegs turbos, just flying by that abomination with the speedo buried not giving two sheets about anything....after 13 miles of humiliating them at speeds and rpms those cars usually have an advantage at I pulled to the slow lane and looked out my pass side window at the ocean and just shook my head, next thing I know a BMW rolls up next to me and the guy driving looks over with a big smile on his face and gives me the thumbs up and mouths fk those ricers , then gives the devil horns out his sun roof...lol

This is why I run a mopar.
Turn rpms for days with factory parts.