Burnout in Columbiana

Now don't get me wrong, I have nothing against muscle cars. I've never really owned one, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't like to. There's definitely something to that throaty roar and the sudden acceleration, but leaving the black steaks on the highway always seemed like just throwing the tire money out the window. There's at least one kid (I know I'm guessing here, but I feel pretty safe with the "kid" guess) who lives in the Columbiana/Wilsonville area and has a car that can lay a very thick and long black streak on the highway. In fact, I think there's more than one of them and a little forensic work on the black streaks could prove it. Many of the roads around here have been "tagged" by these kids, and I'm calling it tagging like the graffiti artists, because it just sort of seems to be screaming, "I was here and look what I did!" This one seemed especially wasteful of daddy's money because of not just the heavy black streak, but the pile of rubber chunks that were either just torn off or melted off and deposited behind where the tire actually started spinning.

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