Pierce, and Bob were in Santa Barbara. They have been driving siguiente to each other for a long time. Now they had their windows open so they could talk to each other.
Pierce: *Checks his gas tank. It's nearly empty* I'm not stopping until tu do.
Bob: Lucky for you, I'm low on gas.
Pierce: So am I. *Sees a gas station ahead of them* We'll pull in there, and get some gas.
Bob: Okay.
The both of them got their cars at the gas station, and stopped to refuel.
Gas Station Pony: *Arrives* What can I do for tu two?
Pierce: Full tank.
Bob: Same here.
Gas Station Pony: *Puts hoses into their tanks, and pours gas into them*
Pierce: *Sees an old lighthouse near a boardwalk* hola Bob, wanna check that out?
Bob: *Sees the lighthouse* It does look interesting. Why not?
When the tanks were full, Pierce, and Bob payed the station attendant, then drove their cars as close as they could to the boardwalk.
Pierce: *Walks onto the boardwalk with Bob behind him*
Bob: tu know? That looks very nice.
Pierce: Yeah, it does. How far ahead do tu think the others are?
Bob: Tom is probably getting stopped por the police for his careless driving, and Karl might be ahead of us all.
Pierce: In that case, we better get going. It was nice looking at this lighthouse, and all, but we need to get going.
Suddenly, two ponies wearing fedoras, and sports jackets arrived.
Gangster 1: What are tu two doing here?
Pierce: Looking at the lighthouse.
Gangster 2: How close did tu get to it?
Bob: Not as close as we are now.
Pierce: We didn't go any further then this.
Gangster 1: What do tu know about all this?
Bob: Wait, are tu gangsters?
Gangster 1: That doesn't answer my question.
Pierce: Ah, that doesn't answer his question.. Wait, what question?
Gangster 1: What do tu two know about this place?
Pierce: Howitzers.
Gangster 1: That also doesn't answer my question!! tu wanna be a wiseguy, o what?!
Bob: Well, I guess that respuestas my pregunta about tu two being gangsters.
Gangster 2: Shut up.
Gangster 1: They don't seem to know anything.
Gangster 2: Good. Now get lost.
Pierce: *Walks away with Bob*
Police Pony: *Sees Pierce, and Bob. He arrests them with help from two other officers*
On interstate 5 in Santa Clarita
Tom: *Stuck in traffic* I can't go anywhere. No wonder Pierce, and Bob started heading Westbound. But there is a brightside to all of this. They could go too far, and allow me to win. As for Karl, he probably got ahead. Thanks to that idiot who wanted me to give him a ride to the Blue mermelada Cafe.
Ponies: *Slowly moving their cars forward*
Tom: *Looks up at the sky* Thank you. *Drives slowly* This may not be fast, but I'm thankful to mover forward.
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Pierce: *Checks his gas tank. It's nearly empty* I'm not stopping until tu do.
Bob: Lucky for you, I'm low on gas.
Pierce: So am I. *Sees a gas station ahead of them* We'll pull in there, and get some gas.
Bob: Okay.
The both of them got their cars at the gas station, and stopped to refuel.
Gas Station Pony: *Arrives* What can I do for tu two?
Pierce: Full tank.
Bob: Same here.
Gas Station Pony: *Puts hoses into their tanks, and pours gas into them*
Pierce: *Sees an old lighthouse near a boardwalk* hola Bob, wanna check that out?
Bob: *Sees the lighthouse* It does look interesting. Why not?
When the tanks were full, Pierce, and Bob payed the station attendant, then drove their cars as close as they could to the boardwalk.
Pierce: *Walks onto the boardwalk with Bob behind him*
Bob: tu know? That looks very nice.
Pierce: Yeah, it does. How far ahead do tu think the others are?
Bob: Tom is probably getting stopped por the police for his careless driving, and Karl might be ahead of us all.
Pierce: In that case, we better get going. It was nice looking at this lighthouse, and all, but we need to get going.
Suddenly, two ponies wearing fedoras, and sports jackets arrived.
Gangster 1: What are tu two doing here?
Pierce: Looking at the lighthouse.
Gangster 2: How close did tu get to it?
Bob: Not as close as we are now.
Pierce: We didn't go any further then this.
Gangster 1: What do tu know about all this?
Bob: Wait, are tu gangsters?
Gangster 1: That doesn't answer my question.
Pierce: Ah, that doesn't answer his question.. Wait, what question?
Gangster 1: What do tu two know about this place?
Pierce: Howitzers.
Gangster 1: That also doesn't answer my question!! tu wanna be a wiseguy, o what?!
Bob: Well, I guess that respuestas my pregunta about tu two being gangsters.
Gangster 2: Shut up.
Gangster 1: They don't seem to know anything.
Gangster 2: Good. Now get lost.
Pierce: *Walks away with Bob*
Police Pony: *Sees Pierce, and Bob. He arrests them with help from two other officers*
On interstate 5 in Santa Clarita
Tom: *Stuck in traffic* I can't go anywhere. No wonder Pierce, and Bob started heading Westbound. But there is a brightside to all of this. They could go too far, and allow me to win. As for Karl, he probably got ahead. Thanks to that idiot who wanted me to give him a ride to the Blue mermelada Cafe.
Ponies: *Slowly moving their cars forward*
Tom: *Looks up at the sky* Thank you. *Drives slowly* This may not be fast, but I'm thankful to mover forward.
2 B Continued
