Raced

I recently convinced a woman of mine to ride along when I raced. When it started she immediately went down and hugged the floor. I can still see her horror filled eyes glaring up at me from below the dashboard.
Am I a bad man because I winked at her whenever I shifted a gear?
She was shaking when I helped her out of the car. I tried to say I was sorry. Her right hand gripped me tighter than I thought was possible. Her mascara had run down her face and then she hit my arm. “Fuck” she yelled.
“Sorry man” I said. “Are you kidding?" She says. “That was fucking awesome!”

That sounds awesome. Lucky girl

Ms Lady Y, you have left that look on a few mens faces before, have you not! That look of an empty shell casing that is still smoking. LOL