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Back in October of 2000, crew members of the film, "The Fast and the Furious" passed around flyers to the surrounding neighborhood where the shooting took place to warn of the impending noise. At the time, the film was titled "Redline," and right off the bat, after reading only the flyer, I figured the film to be a low budget movie. But after logging onto imdb.com, I found out it was a Vin Diesel/Paul Walker/Rob Cohen film... and that's not a small formula by any means. So on two different school days, I hopped over the wall dividing my backyard and New Saigon Mall and watched the inspired filming unfold before my young eyes.

"See the caution rope around me???  Means I killed someone..."

Vin Diesel's "Who's Your Daddy?" car

"The Asian Guy rode me..."

The sleek, black car etched with Kanji all over. In the movie, it was the main car of the hellbent rival to Diesel's character.

Yum...  quadruple mint gum...

Goodness gracious! I should've stolen all these cars! Though, I probably would have gotten a beatdown from the flashlight cop guarding them.

"I'm shot!...  I never even had the chance to say how much that Chevron with Techron automobile meant to me."

The car's getting rigged to spew bits and pieces of glass...

"Get on top of me--I'll do my impersonation of a bull on roids..."

This shitting-the-scared-piss-out-of-people contraption actually positions cameras on top of it to shoot footage. Interesting and useful device to say the least...

"Paul Walker rode me..."

I actually got pretty close to this car. My bro and his friends thought it was a funky looking piece of work, but I liked it. And why not? It's green, my favorite color!

"Help!"

Strangely, the car doesn't run at all! Heh. I remember seeing it have to be lifted by a giant pulley vehicle.

"Fuck scooters!"

In the future, I probably will purchase a motorcycle just for kicks, if only to scare the crap outta myself. It's dangerous but I was born to to be... you know... WIMPY! WTF? Wrong choice of wording--WILD, I meant. Yeah, that. Facking man, I gotta go back to delete what I just said but I'm too dang lazy...

"We don't need to be lighted, dammit!  We're naturally beautiful!"

Don't have any idea why these statues were lighted up, but the statues a few dozen feet away from them were in the part of the film where the green car was blown to smithereens.

Fack. Ladies, you're probably asking do I have any proof of my meeting with the men of the movie?... well... no, er, not really. I opened the camera with the shot of me, my little brother, and Paul Walker... hmmm... what do you expect from an amateur photographer who (back then) didn't know the hellish difference between a depth of field and a lens. Fack, I say! I'll say it again: "FACK!"