Conceited

So, I've been having non-stop dreams and thoughts about a black evo 9...Voltex canards, Arc splitter, Voltex GT wing, Mr roof deflectors, j-spec headlights, black 17x9.5 +15 Enkei nt03's wrapped in Advan neova's, 5% tint all windows, 20% winshield, Plates "GRIPEVO" or "JIBS EVO", with the most raw open wastegate 4g63 sound ever to roam down hillside in a low gear. I really hope i find a steady job and can take the loan out to get an 06 this summer, words can't begin to describe how bad i wanted one the first time i saw it, i was 14, my first day of high school, cold foggy September morning, the 6th or the 8th, around 7:30 on the corner of 84th ave and 168st i see a well projected yellow headlight comming my way cutting through the fog with a piercing loud HKS Super Sequential blow off valve piercing through the air, it was Anthony, a junior in Edison, with an 03 rally red Evo, to this day he still has no idea who i am, well he does, just not that i'm that crazy about his car, and i find it quite weird how i'm explaining this in detail, i remember a separate incident where was walking up the hill from 168th deli to go home after school, and i see Anthony pulled over right in front of Jamaica high (which is soon to be shut down, thank god), cop in his car while Anthony's cheesing to all of his classmates as they all acknowledged how ill the scenario is. The next day i just got out of 8th period, and see Anthony leaving school running, "what's the rush Ant?" asks a classmate, "i got an evo to pay for" screamed Anthony, that right there separated men from boys. I WANT A FUCKING EVO NAOW. HTNRE45UJKMTUDRHSJKMTJDHRJUKD.