He doesn't doubt it either, if only that he waits until there's enough of a crowd, who would turn down Dom? Others would talk about that if they weren't careful, and that would be worse than risking losing his ride.

"What? Are you insinuating that we might make barely street legal rides at my shop?" He works hard to look shocked by that, though it's hard when he keeps trying to smile. "I would almost be insulted if we weren't the masters of barely street legal," he adds with a grin.

"I figure if I don't snag it up tonight, he's likely to wreck it,' he says, giving her a nod of his head, getting her attention on the front driver's tire. "Both of the tires on this side are worn more than the other side. He's steering hard to this side, probably off the line. I'll definitely need to be on his right hand side," he says, running his hand over the worn rubber.