A notorious car in a neighborhood that cruises around crowded streets, in which the driver sells pot out of his car. Very easy to find, the "grain train" is usually a dude who will roll down his windo no more than 6 inches from the top, take fifteen bucks, slip you some weed and roll out.

When someone is in a terrible mood and everything that comes out of their mouth is either rude or they just can't stop bitching about who knows what.

the act of "ghosting" is where you blast rap in your car, i mean really blast it so all the hoes can hear it, then shift your car into drive, and open the door. You then stand outside of the car, with your hand on the wheel, so that you are walking with your car as it is blasting rap. this is done in a crowded party scene and/or parking lot. obviously, do it on a flat surface and not a hill so it dont roll away. anyone who pulls this move is the ghettoest motherfucker out there.

the biggest pieces of shit in the entire fucking world. old people who make every restaraunt in the whole state of florida crowded from 2-10 p.m. all snowbirds migrate south for the winter so their rich asses don't have to deal with snow. they take their entire goddamn families and drive down the middle of the road at .000000000000000000000001 miles per hour, and are known for causing crashes at this intense speed. although, the younger snowbirds have been known to push 5 mph at times. all snowbirds are stubborn, rich, and have absolutley no idea how to drive a car.

Where you get an idea of how crowded England, and in particular the South East is. The worst parts of the M25 are around Heathrow, the M1 and the Dartford Tunnel, where it really is a car park. It once took me two hours to go ten miles from junction 5 (Sevenoaks) to junction 6 (Godstone...what a joke. Obviously the worst times for traffic are weekday mornings and Friday afternoons. Large chunks of the M25 are only six lanes, making traffic problems worse. Sort it out!

Trying to box one of your team mates into other cars (on crowded freeway) so that they can't pass your car.

The third movie in the Fast and the Furious series takes place in Japan. This brilliant choice of location made the most sense since the first two movies glorified mAd tYte JDM so much. Moreover, this location was assured to make the ricer audience blow their money (and their wads) to see this cash cow.

I will save you the $10.00-$15.00 that the movie theater will try to rape you for and summarize the major "plot" points for you:

-Poor Fast and the Furious domestic race car owner beats rich Fast and the Furious boy driving daddy's viper. In typical F&F fashion, the race has more shifts than a "nissan 2.0" tv commercial and ends with carnage everywhere.

-Because aforementioned poor boy now owes aforementioned rich boy a 10 second car, he get his mom to bang the cop so he can escape to Japan to live with his millitary dad.

-Poor boy (hereafter known as "son of millitary dad" or "gaijin") is late for his first day of school and endures the torture of understanding the TRUE meaning of "wabaki"

-He then meets up with the Token of the F&F world who introduces him to rice on a whole new level. The rice is always fresher in Japan anyway.

-Gaijin attends his first drifting race with F&FTok...