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I have an extremely fast muscle car for sale. If you haven't had your can of man today, don't bother coming to look at it today. If you don't know what a can of man is, don't bother coming to look at the car ever. The car is amazing to ride in and will take your breath away every time you press on the gas peddle, also known as the damn go button.
Once you get over the initial rager you get from stomping on the damn go button, you'll notice that you're going fast as fuck, but can't tell because there is no speedometer telling you to slow down. Speedometers are like women anyway, you don't need that telling you how to live your life and you certainly don't want it to tell you to slow down. Just like in the sack, you're going to go as fast as you damn well please because its not about anyone else you selfish manly stud you.
It is an '82 Cutlass with a green 350 Rocket motor to make it look like the hulk because the hulk is badass and can throw tanks and shit. If you want a car to throw a tank, you get in an '82 Cutlass with a green 350 Rocket motor and make that tank your bitch. The Cut also has a 200r4 transmission with a Hurst shifter so that you can switch seamlessly from sissy automatic mode to I'm in control of this paralyzingly fast man machine pushing and burning your way through 1st gear, 2nd gear, and then 3rd gear and once you're borderline airborne, you'll switch into overdrive and start flying around like a fighter jet from Topgun like Maverick shooting shit, only this time, you'll save Goose's life because you're not a pussy.
The engine has over $5k in parts in it and over $2k in the transmission, all professionally installed by men who have been drinking their can of man since day 1. The parts were most likely pulled from the Devil's heart, forged from fire, injected with steroids, soaked in octane, and forced into the Cut which is why it has so much power and why only the manliest of man can tame this beast. As you speed by, roaring louder than a damn train, you'll notice the ground getting wet, so you'll think it's raining, but no, look at 90 degrees and you'll notice its just the women staring at you soaking the ground like their damn water broke, but the only baby they want is yours. This damn thing can be heard from over a mile away to tell all the pussies to get the hell out of the way because a man is coming through. A man that is not to be fucked with. A man that is harnessing raw power that came from the 7th layer of hell.
Call or text me at eight6four9zero7seventhreezero6. I'm serious though, no women, no vegans, if you have a hybrid, you won't get a chance. This car is not for sissies or pussies. This car is strictly for the manliest of men. Don't come wasting my time. I'm not in a hurry to sell, but I could negotiate, not that I'll have to after you rager wears off from driving it.