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Good shot there from Tate!
you
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Thank you.
We'll be right back.
Thank you.
We'll be right back.
Bye.
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49 seconds of the very first round by way of TKO in the red corner, Andrew Tate!
Kebab really balsa.
Oh
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the one. So where are we? Why are we here? Where's the place? Yo!
Yesterday,
I nearly died.
Genuinely, yesterday was the closest I ever came to death.
in my entire life.
And I want you to understand that I am the best of the best.
The only reason I am breathing is because I'm a fucking ice cold
professional.
Any of you watching this video,
if you were in the same situation I was in, would be dead. I say with 1000% confidence,
I don't know any other motherfucker alive who could have done what I did yesterday.
I'm that good.
So I'm driving.
Now, it's hard to explain how Romanian roads work, but it's a dual carriageway going up a mountain.
When you're coming...
There's three lanes on mountains.
The lane coming down
is one lane. But the lane coming up the mountains is always two lanes because the trucks go very slowly, they move to the side.
So I'm going up the mountain.
Coming down the mountain is gridlock traffic, gridlock.
So I'm behind the truck, it breaks into two lanes, the truck goes to the slow lane, I come to the fast lane, I'm in the 911 Turbo 992, boom.
I floor it, bang.
I'm about 120 miles an hour going up the mountain.
Some fucking
Idiot.
Idiot!
comes round the bend
coming directly at me head on,
the other way. So he's in my lane. He's on my side of traffic because his traffic's gridlocked and he's flooring his Ferrari 812 superfast.
150 miles an hour.
heading at traffic in the wrong direction.
So when we go around the corner and I see him,
When the Ferrari first appeared,
Please, I say this without exaggeration, without bravado.
I'm driving my car, I go around the corner and the Ferrari is there.
Right fucking there in front of me. Bam!
8:12 now.
This is fucking death.
Head on, 911 Turbo, 812 Superfast, head on, bang!
Head on.
There's no fucking surviving that.
Even me, with all my supreme strength,
would struggle to survive.
This fucking guy was going to kill us both. I was driving in the mountains.
I don't know. Near Brasho somewhere in the mountains. And some fucking cunt in an 812 Superfast. I think it was a Superfast. For sure was a red f***ing furry. In the wrong lane. Around a corner. I'm driving. He's coming. And I have to swerve my Porsche.
of the way we were this close to hitting him on and everybody fucking dying he could not see where he was going he's in the wrong lane around the bend at 150 miles an hour i don't know which
cunt in Romania has an A12 super fast but I tell you this if you hit my car you better hope I fucking die this close and if you hit my car and I will fucking kill you myself if you're in the wrong lane and you hit my car head on you better hope I fucking die I will fucking kill you this close this fucking close I swerve because some fucking stupid cunt in a Ferrari is in the wrong
lane every ferrari driver who watches this one of you pricks nearly died today and you nearly killed me with you calm the down there's families people with children on the road what the is wrong with you amateurs i swear to god this is a warning if i catch any driving like an idiot and
afterwards fuck all you fucking morons with money but no brain children have money but you have no brain no respect everyone enjoys their car i enjoy my car i'm not in the wrong side of the road head on the fuck is wrong with you i swear the lord above i swear to god i swear to god
I'm gonna fucking I've got a camera on my car. I'm gonna find the number plate. I'm gonna fucking find myself fucking disrespectful stupid cunt
So that's the man.
Tristan, why did Rory stop ordering Domino's?
Tristan.
before we get ourselves.
Is it because you want to kill yourself, Rory?
Is that why I have to order Domino's now? Am I the Domino's man?