yea, i know. whatever. figured i'd give it a try a couple weeks ago - see what all the fuss is about. so im wasted city, get into the back of my friends explorer. i dont even know who's driving, but the owner of the vehicle is in the back with me. we slow down. driver bails, then my friend. so then i make my move. i approach the door awkwardly because i have a chicken sandwich in one hand and a water in the other. all i remember is hitting the pavement and eating it bad. there were probly some forward rolls involved. i dont remember walking back, or if i ate the sandwich (i hope so). i never brought it up again after that cause i figured i was either an uncoordinated faggot, wasted mess, or both.
the other day my friend asks me if i'm still mad at a certain kid. confused, i ask why i should be. he replies, cause he sped up when you trying to ghost ride. apparently he had gotten back in the car and hit the gas before i could step out and i didnt even realize. me and this kid have a history and i knew he didnt like me, but i didnt realize it was to this extent. i dont even know if i should do/say anything, because he's just gonna deny it, everyone was drunk, and there's no proof. plus statute of limitations