Around where I am there really are very few decent imports but there are a TON of ricers. More often than not, if I find anyone worth chatting with, they're in a domestic, and usually a camaro/firebird or a mustang. I've had more fun tearing up the streets with the domestic guys than I ever would with the local import (read: ricer) crowd. It's kind of a shame that the domestic guys know what they're looking at when they see a MkIII and the import guys are clueless.
Reminds me of this one time I was driving around with a friend of mine and a white integra pulled up next to us and started revving. I looked over and in the passenger seat was a girl I dated back in highschool for like a month. Her fiance/husband, who I also went to school with, was driving. Neither of them seemed to recognize me, so after I stopped laughing I showed them the difference between import and rice. Good times!
Reminds me of this one time I was driving around with a friend of mine and a white integra pulled up next to us and started revving. I looked over and in the passenger seat was a girl I dated back in highschool for like a month. Her fiance/husband, who I also went to school with, was driving. Neither of them seemed to recognize me, so after I stopped laughing I showed them the difference between import and rice. Good times!