First kill in the STI (a weak one)
#1
First kill in the STI (a weak one)
Met up with some of my friends for dinner the other night down in Harrisonburg, VA where I used to go to school. I was driving a friend of mine home who had been drinking a little. If anyone is familiar with H'burg or JMU (you probably aren't), Main Street passes right next to campus and has like 7 stoplights all in a row with very little distance in between.
It's kind of late, traffic is light and the cops are heavy.
I'm talking to my friend, when he mentions that there's a "riced out Civic with some kind of body kit" next to me revving. I really couldn't tell because of the deafening sound of my exhaust, but sure enough there he was. So typical of the poorly done car too. HUGE *** A-pillar gauges, including a ginormous indiglo tachometer and 2 or 3 other gauges, at least one of which was probably a clock. As you know I'm all for performance cars of every make and model, especially sleepers... but it's tough not to laugh at one that was as poorly done as this one.
So right, this kid is slipping his clutch, inching forward at the light. The light turns green and I proceed normally, not really wanting to get involved with the fuzz because this kid thinks his car can hang with ~400awhp =p. So the next light comes up, same deal. Slipping clutch, inching forward. This time he punches it and jumps like one and a half carlengths ahead of me, which is no huge feat really since I was proceeding normally from the stoplight.
Two stoplights later after the same asshattery, I gave up. I decided to show him some exhaust flames if that's the only thing it will take to leave me alone. He creeps forward at the light, the light turns green and I proceed normally... then slam the gas. Needless to say I was quickly 3 gears and about 10 carlengths ahead. I slowed down to see if he'd try to flyby, but I think he may have made a right turn somewhere to go kill himself.
Sorry that wasn't that interesting or challenging =/ I really never street race, especially to high speeds, but everyone has their limits. I just wish it had been something more interesting. Civic4doorsleeper, you're not far away in Lynchburg... we'll have to meet up and go cruising sometime if you're ever up in the area =D
It's kind of late, traffic is light and the cops are heavy.
I'm talking to my friend, when he mentions that there's a "riced out Civic with some kind of body kit" next to me revving. I really couldn't tell because of the deafening sound of my exhaust, but sure enough there he was. So typical of the poorly done car too. HUGE *** A-pillar gauges, including a ginormous indiglo tachometer and 2 or 3 other gauges, at least one of which was probably a clock. As you know I'm all for performance cars of every make and model, especially sleepers... but it's tough not to laugh at one that was as poorly done as this one.
So right, this kid is slipping his clutch, inching forward at the light. The light turns green and I proceed normally, not really wanting to get involved with the fuzz because this kid thinks his car can hang with ~400awhp =p. So the next light comes up, same deal. Slipping clutch, inching forward. This time he punches it and jumps like one and a half carlengths ahead of me, which is no huge feat really since I was proceeding normally from the stoplight.
Two stoplights later after the same asshattery, I gave up. I decided to show him some exhaust flames if that's the only thing it will take to leave me alone. He creeps forward at the light, the light turns green and I proceed normally... then slam the gas. Needless to say I was quickly 3 gears and about 10 carlengths ahead. I slowed down to see if he'd try to flyby, but I think he may have made a right turn somewhere to go kill himself.
Sorry that wasn't that interesting or challenging =/ I really never street race, especially to high speeds, but everyone has their limits. I just wish it had been something more interesting. Civic4doorsleeper, you're not far away in Lynchburg... we'll have to meet up and go cruising sometime if you're ever up in the area =D
#2
RE: First kill in the STI (a weak one)
I like the part where he made that right turn to go kill himself hahaha
and putting an idiot in their place is always a good kill...nicely done
you'll have to bring that baby by the shop sometime if you still want any parts powder coated just let me know
and putting an idiot in their place is always a good kill...nicely done
you'll have to bring that baby by the shop sometime if you still want any parts powder coated just let me know
#9
RE: First kill in the STI (a weak one)
ORIGINAL: WRXtranceformed
Met up with some of my friends for dinner the other night down in Harrisonburg, VA where I used to go to school. I was driving a friend of mine home who had been drinking a little. If anyone is familiar with H'burg or JMU (you probably aren't), Main Street passes right next to campus and has like 7 stoplights all in a row with very little distance in between.
It's kind of late, traffic is light and the cops are heavy.
I'm talking to my friend, when he mentions that there's a "riced out Civic with some kind of body kit" next to me revving. I really couldn't tell because of the deafening sound of my exhaust, but sure enough there he was. So typical of the poorly done car too. HUGE *** A-pillar gauges, including a ginormous indiglo tachometer and 2 or 3 other gauges, at least one of which was probably a clock. As you know I'm all for performance cars of every make and model, especially sleepers... but it's tough not to laugh at one that was as poorly done as this one.
So right, this kid is slipping his clutch, inching forward at the light. The light turns green and I proceed normally, not really wanting to get involved with the fuzz because this kid thinks his car can hang with ~400awhp =p. So the next light comes up, same deal. Slipping clutch, inching forward. This time he punches it and jumps like one and a half carlengths ahead of me, which is no huge feat really since I was proceeding normally from the stoplight.
Two stoplights later after the same asshattery, I gave up. I decided to show him some exhaust flames if that's the only thing it will take to leave me alone. He creeps forward at the light, the light turns green and I proceed normally... then slam the gas. Needless to say I was quickly 3 gears and about 10 carlengths ahead. I slowed down to see if he'd try to flyby, but I think he may have made a right turn somewhere to go kill himself.
Sorry that wasn't that interesting or challenging =/ I really never street race, especially to high speeds, but everyone has their limits. I just wish it had been something more interesting. Civic4doorsleeper, you're not far away in Lynchburg... we'll have to meet up and go cruising sometime if you're ever up in the area =D
Met up with some of my friends for dinner the other night down in Harrisonburg, VA where I used to go to school. I was driving a friend of mine home who had been drinking a little. If anyone is familiar with H'burg or JMU (you probably aren't), Main Street passes right next to campus and has like 7 stoplights all in a row with very little distance in between.
It's kind of late, traffic is light and the cops are heavy.
I'm talking to my friend, when he mentions that there's a "riced out Civic with some kind of body kit" next to me revving. I really couldn't tell because of the deafening sound of my exhaust, but sure enough there he was. So typical of the poorly done car too. HUGE *** A-pillar gauges, including a ginormous indiglo tachometer and 2 or 3 other gauges, at least one of which was probably a clock. As you know I'm all for performance cars of every make and model, especially sleepers... but it's tough not to laugh at one that was as poorly done as this one.
So right, this kid is slipping his clutch, inching forward at the light. The light turns green and I proceed normally, not really wanting to get involved with the fuzz because this kid thinks his car can hang with ~400awhp =p. So the next light comes up, same deal. Slipping clutch, inching forward. This time he punches it and jumps like one and a half carlengths ahead of me, which is no huge feat really since I was proceeding normally from the stoplight.
Two stoplights later after the same asshattery, I gave up. I decided to show him some exhaust flames if that's the only thing it will take to leave me alone. He creeps forward at the light, the light turns green and I proceed normally... then slam the gas. Needless to say I was quickly 3 gears and about 10 carlengths ahead. I slowed down to see if he'd try to flyby, but I think he may have made a right turn somewhere to go kill himself.
Sorry that wasn't that interesting or challenging =/ I really never street race, especially to high speeds, but everyone has their limits. I just wish it had been something more interesting. Civic4doorsleeper, you're not far away in Lynchburg... we'll have to meet up and go cruising sometime if you're ever up in the area =D