I had just dropped off my ex at her cousin's apartment by State Street in Madison, and decided to see if there was any rice out on East Washington Ave. on the way back. I was passing the bars by the railroad tracks, and at the red light, a red early 90's NSX with dark tints and blingin 7 spoke wheels pulls up next to me. His girlfriend was in the car and her window was cracked, and she started yelling at him not to race the ugly black "mustang" just because it had a loud exhaust! :evil2:
I had tuned for 15 psi earlier that afternoon, in addition to slapping on my Nitto555's....so I decided to see if he was still going to play. I revved, letting him hear my obnoxious turboxs bov. He brings the rpms up, I start pre loading and brought it up to 5000rpm. The light turned green, and I jumped a car and a half on him in first. I couldn't believe it...the 2nd NSX I have seen in my life wanted to race me. I pulled another car in 2nd, another car and a half in 3rd, then let off.
He looked VERY confused when he caught up. He rolled down his passenger window the rest of the way to flash a thumbs up...which probably pissed his girl off considering it was about 35 degrees out :biglaugh: I returned it, and took the hwy 30 exit to head home.
I had tuned for 15 psi earlier that afternoon, in addition to slapping on my Nitto555's....so I decided to see if he was still going to play. I revved, letting him hear my obnoxious turboxs bov. He brings the rpms up, I start pre loading and brought it up to 5000rpm. The light turned green, and I jumped a car and a half on him in first. I couldn't believe it...the 2nd NSX I have seen in my life wanted to race me. I pulled another car in 2nd, another car and a half in 3rd, then let off.
He looked VERY confused when he caught up. He rolled down his passenger window the rest of the way to flash a thumbs up...which probably pissed his girl off considering it was about 35 degrees out :biglaugh: I returned it, and took the hwy 30 exit to head home.
