I was chasing a guy down a long street through the snow, but somehow I was keeping good traction. We were both going REALLY fast, like maybe 40 mph, and he turned around and I had to slide to stop. I slid probably thirty feet, and we thought that was funny.

At some point we were on motorcycles, and we got back and he called his insurance company on a video phone and told some Swedish girl that he was going to buy a motorcycle, and he just took it for seven minute test drive. She started saying stuff in another language, but the gist of it was that he wasn't insured or something and that would be an expensive mistake.