arms to get me to spin the tires at like 2 in the morning. lil white boy in the middle of the ghetto at 2 am in a black tinted sports car with 18s and all the bros walking up to me at stop lights. needless to say it scared me the first few times, till they all shouted "light them shits up yo!" and made the spinning signs. every frigging time id come home from pats meets