Mimi Footnip

My name is Mimi Footnip, and I live for my cars. When Im not screaming obscenities or begging my car to start, Im ravaging the road. I love the sensation of feathering those pedals, making that engine howl, revving, cranking long and hard until the whole chassis trembles beneath me. I dominate those pedals with my feet—sometimes sheathed in stilettos, sometimes naked and glistening with sweat as I crush the g** pedal to the floor. Ill smoke you with my exhaust until youre gasping. My arches are so high theyll make you dizzy, my toes so perfectly polished they'...

My name is Mimi Footnip, and I live for my cars. When Im not screaming obscenities or begging my car to start, Im ravaging the road. I love the sensation of feathering those pedals, making that engine howl, revving, cranking long and hard until the whole chassis trembles beneath me. I dominate those pedals with my feet—sometimes sheathed in stilettos, sometimes naked and glistening with sweat as I crush the g** pedal to the floor. Ill smoke you with my exhaust until youre gasping. My arches are so high theyll make you dizzy, my toes so perfectly polished theyll seduce you. Once Ive captured you, youre MINE FOREVER.