sushi run at midnight with a mclaren

Jesus Gabriel Mendez and a friend take a McLaren through city streets at midnight to grab sushi. They navigate chaotic turns, dodge a drunk driver, and wrestle for a parking spot while riffing on the cars around them.
What?
Transmission, bitch. Oh my God, just stay in the car. I'm going to Turn it off, lock it, and see if it goes away. We got to go this way. That's not the right way. Is it this one? Nope, it's not this one either. Got to be this one. Okay, right here. Oh, that's fucking Fuck. Okay, we're good. And we have arrived. No lights on the dash. Give me a bump for that one. That guy's fucking drunk. What the fuck you looking at, bruh? Oh shit, I gotta park next to that guy. It's fucking tragic. No, I don't. I can park over here and double park as usual. Cool, we made it. Now we will put this thing on. We have arrived to the sushi place. This is the vehicle in which we came in. How the fuck is she crying, bro? That don't even make sense. That bitch is kind of tough though. Little Porsche. I don't know if y'all can see it. This bitch kind of tough right here, bro. Look at this fucking parking. Oh, fuck it, we park like that. Who's gonna say something? But yeah. Oh, almost fucking slammed the Charger. Can't do that. All right. Now we shall lock the vehicle. Oh my God, that bitch is sexy. And you got this little— what is this? This is a— I don't know, honestly. What is it? A GT? GT? What is it? Oh, this bitch is Turbo S. That's very, very nice. Very nice. Very nice. Very nice. You got an 2000 up there. We got a nice Hyundai Kona. That's that real shit right there. That's that real thing right there. We got a little Honda, we got a little Beamer up there.
Ready? Let's go. Oh my God. Fuck. That's different. Like I said, he still takes care of her.











