Extremely bored so I thought I’ll humor you guys with my two “kill stories.”

I’m at my friend Chris’s(69 Mustang in a previous story) with TehZack off this forum and they keep telling me to go check my trap speed at the “track.” The track(close to a 1/8 mile) is a straight away in front of the school right next to his house. They even marked a finish line(crosswalk lines) were we normally hit the brakes. It was around 3 PM so all the kids are long gone. So I go up there for my first run and after a dismal run(damn seat was moved back too much) I decide to go for a second run. Well once I get down the street and stage up I see this late 90s red Corolla pull out of the school. I decide to wait until is leaves but it wasn’t.

Now this is were it gets interesting because the driver throws the car in reverse and backs up all the way down the street. By this time I’m already going about 20 mph and she lines up with me. I can see she is extremely angry and cursing. I just hit the gas and decide to leave. Zack comments later saying I should’ve tried to race her. Well turns out she is still following me I’m guessing to try and get my license plate but this can pulls up behind me. I move through the neighborhood and decide to lose her on the highway. Let’s just say there was a football field between us and I pull back into the neighborhood. Proceed back to Chris’s house and back my car into the driveway. We open the gate and park the car inside. Turns out right after I did that “them boyz”(police) drive through. Talk about a close call I suppose.

Second story is a bit shorter. I was driving around trying to see if my hood unlatched(got that fixed) and I see this older red SC400 bobbing and weaving through traffic to pull up behind me at a light. When the light turns green I give it a bit of gas and I guess he got pissed because this man was trying his hardest to line up with me. Well he finally does but there is too much traffic so nothing happens. I make a right onto another fairly large road and he follows. I wait until he lines up with me(I’m at around 3800 in second) and hit it as soon as I see that he punched it too. It was a very short “race” and exactly at the 2-3 shift I stopped because of the upcoming red light. I got about 2 car lengths or so in that short run. I guess he was trying to impress his girlfriend(wasn’t ugly but looked like a 14 year old). Damn asians won’t learn around here.

 

nice kills, especially the 1 where the chick is trying to get ur license plate number... Same thing happened to me with this crazy chick driver.. She cuts me off, i pass her then she decides to try and ride my *** to get my plate number, although i dropped it down a gear and into a parking lot where i lost her..

 

I live in Virginia and traffic here is nightmarish. However, around 9:00pm, Route 66 (the main east-west interstate) clears enough in some spots for a good run. Anyway, its about 9:30pm and I merge on to I66 to have a little fun. I merge into the fast lane at about 90 and run up behind a Camero running the speed limit with open road in front of him. I follow him a little ways just knowing that once he realizes I'm on his a*s, he's either going to make a run or just get out of the way. Well after about a quarter mile, he's still going the limit and I'm getting antcy. I decide to blow by him on his right, to see if he'll give chase, but - there was a pickup truck on my right side that blocked my move around the Camero. Just as I get ready to start cussin', the Camero moves out a little, giving me a gap between him and the truck. So I check my mirror to make the move and what do I see but an '06 Red GT Convertable coming up fast in the lane to right of the pickup. I figure he saw me and wanted to play. He goes passed the pickup, moves in front of it, and then moves in front of the Camero. He must of been running about 90 and accelerating. I get a rush of adrenaline that goes straight to my throttle foot. Just as I make my move to go around the Camero (pedal to the metal), I see flashing blue lights - On the Camero!! Its a Virgina State Trooper! Geeeeee. He runs down the Red Convet and pulls him over. I go by them both (at the speed limit) shaking my head, knowing that my fellow GT lover is getting my ticket. If you're reading Red Covert - Sorry about that!!!

 

That post looks familiar (like from another thread )

All are close calls though.