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It's about damned time.
Today, Mrs. Blur took me shopping. We went to the mall to take advantage of some deals. I reluctantly joined her. We drove her Sonic LT to the mall. When we were done, she drove us to our next stop. As I was looking at Camaro5 on my phone, I felt the bump of rolling from the road to the parking lot. There was a line of beautiful Camaros right at the front. Most of them were V6s, but there was a Victory Red SS parked in the corner. This one had the 2SS package, paddle shifters, polished RS wheels, the black stitched leather interior with heated seats, Bluetooth, remote start, and upper tint on the front window. I stepped out of the Sonic, and a gentleman handed me the keys.
I tapped the traction control button twice and shifted into M. The beast lurked to the edge of the lot at the smoothest exit where it waited for traffic to slow. With a hard steer to starboard, I slammed the gas, twisting the Camaro sideways across the first lane of traffic. I'm fairly certain the gentleman who handed me the keys shat himself.
After doing some math, I told another gentleman inside what I expected. I then left and retrieved the Formula.
The math worked out, and I'm now the proud owner of a 2011 Camaro SS with under 14k miles. Look out, Pensacola.
Photos will be coming, but now it's time to do some driving.
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