Drag Racing

(This is a fictional poem) The car I bought wasn't as fast as the previous owner said. I'm going to kick his ___ and give him some serious wounds to his head. I raced the car last night and I bet the pink slip. The other guy blew me off the road, what a jip. When he demanded my keys, he and I had some words. I told him to go to hell and then I gave him the bird. He has big muscles as well as a car that's fast. When I gave him the finger, he kicked my ___. I put bruises on his hands when he put bruises on my face. That's the last time that I'll drag race.