So my buddy owns a performance shop about 15 minutes from my house, and I was hanging out there for a good portion of the day today. He put B&G lowering springs into this chicks '03 Eclipse GT ( :ghey: ) and he had me run it 30 minutes away up North to the girls apartment.

I arrived there and she was waiting outside. Fawkin hawt. :eek3: She's 29 (kind of old for me :happysad: ) and single, and she was asking me about what options she should go for next for her car to improve handling (I said junk the crappy Mitsu issued all seasons), but we got to talking about just general stuff and ourselves.

Anyway, I don't know how it got into it, but she started hitting on me hardcore. Like, really explicit details about um stuff :rick: She said they were having a belated Halloween party next weekend (non dressup) and that I was invited if I wanted to go and she definately wanted me to come. :eek3:

I'm going. h: