i originally posted this in our local forums...so no, i DO NOT expect the civic guy to read this in this forum lol.
was a lonely trek on the way home from a late night Denny's adventure at 2am. Heading to Portland, I am now on the crosstown expressway. There is a flat black 92 civic hatch in front of me...it has a sticker of its racing team or partnership or whatever your term may be, but it took off from being in front of me.
Me being bored and slightly adventurous, i..without downshifting..press the gas pedal and inch back to the ass of his car. Just messing around of course. The opponent hits his brakes...thankfully i installed my powerslot rotors and poterfield pads..so matching his brake speed was an easy task.
i change lanes next to him...i downshift to 3rd....I give him the opportunity to go first...by the end of 3rd im a car and a half ahead...2 car lead and i hit the brakes to indicate the end of the race and my victory at hand. Figuring he was to also brake as well, i was mitaken. He continues his quest to win and does a flyby...BUT he does eventually hit his brakes and goes back to 40mph.
I match his speed, but give him a 2 car lead...he takes off as do i at higher RPM...i catch up, make my way past him again..once i aquired a 2 car lead, i cut off and he flyby's again....sadly, he didnt get next to me so we may exchange a thumbs up..but if hes reading this *thumbs up!*
on the causeway in my quest to get to portland to enjoy a nice sleep..i see some bright HIDs in my rear heading towards me decently fast....oooo wow a nice clean red body kitted rx8...this should prove to be fun
we match speed...he doesnt go..im puzzled...so i blip the throttle a bit to indicate for him to GO!...he does not..so i take off to show him the goods i slow down to be as his speed of 55mph..he then switches to a further lane from me, but maintains our speed. i blip again, he doesnt bite...so i take my exit to head home. AS I do this, THEN he takes off!! UGH!! how disrespectful....hopefully the next time we meet, hell have the juevos to go at it with me.
and if any authority figures are reading this...then you are morons for believing this story to be true...its all made up because im an aspiring writer and love to entertain my audience.
CLIFFS: Read the fuckin story you lazy sack of potato hammered shit
was a lonely trek on the way home from a late night Denny's adventure at 2am. Heading to Portland, I am now on the crosstown expressway. There is a flat black 92 civic hatch in front of me...it has a sticker of its racing team or partnership or whatever your term may be, but it took off from being in front of me.
Me being bored and slightly adventurous, i..without downshifting..press the gas pedal and inch back to the ass of his car. Just messing around of course. The opponent hits his brakes...thankfully i installed my powerslot rotors and poterfield pads..so matching his brake speed was an easy task.
i change lanes next to him...i downshift to 3rd....I give him the opportunity to go first...by the end of 3rd im a car and a half ahead...2 car lead and i hit the brakes to indicate the end of the race and my victory at hand. Figuring he was to also brake as well, i was mitaken. He continues his quest to win and does a flyby...BUT he does eventually hit his brakes and goes back to 40mph.
I match his speed, but give him a 2 car lead...he takes off as do i at higher RPM...i catch up, make my way past him again..once i aquired a 2 car lead, i cut off and he flyby's again....sadly, he didnt get next to me so we may exchange a thumbs up..but if hes reading this *thumbs up!*
on the causeway in my quest to get to portland to enjoy a nice sleep..i see some bright HIDs in my rear heading towards me decently fast....oooo wow a nice clean red body kitted rx8...this should prove to be fun
we match speed...he doesnt go..im puzzled...so i blip the throttle a bit to indicate for him to GO!...he does not..so i take off to show him the goods i slow down to be as his speed of 55mph..he then switches to a further lane from me, but maintains our speed. i blip again, he doesnt bite...so i take my exit to head home. AS I do this, THEN he takes off!! UGH!! how disrespectful....hopefully the next time we meet, hell have the juevos to go at it with me.
and if any authority figures are reading this...then you are morons for believing this story to be true...its all made up because im an aspiring writer and love to entertain my audience.
CLIFFS: Read the fuckin story you lazy sack of potato hammered shit
