Saturday afternoon

I pull out my collection of Fast & Furious soundtrack discs. It is a surprisingly robust collection of songs from the streets, filling the entirety of my 6-disc changer.

The sound of music fills the air, the bass thumps harder and harder sending a jolt through my chest each time.

The Teriyaki Boyz techno transitions to Fred Durst's lyrical genius.

"Are you ready?"

"I move in"

"I move out"

"Back up, back up"

My Civic has never looked so good.