1SLwLS1
12-19-2009, 01:45 AM
This night starts out very boring. I am tired after work, just left discount tire and got some nitto 555rs mounted on the back and before you know it, my gf has made plans for us at a christmas party. The party is somewhat boring, its over off near Spring just north of Houston TX. I have only had 1 drink and am bored out of my mind, so I sneak out of there just to get away.
I go to sit in my car and this ricer civic is driving down the street and throws a rev as he passes my car. I cant take that shit, so I crank my car up, cammin its balls off because its cold as shit. So then I turn this getaway into a cruise. I go driving down this residential neighborhood around 9:45-10:00 tonight and end up heading south on 45. I was completely turned around not knowing about the intersection of Hardy Toll Rd and 45.
Either way I am cruising south on 45 and am about to bust a u and head back to the party. Just before I reach the U turn under the freeway this black trans am with at least exhaust comes hauling ass out in front of me and romps on it to the u turn. So I dont slow down near as much to catch up with him and see whats up.
As we start to head north on 45 feeder, I pull along side of him and he is jumpin and jumpin making short pulls. At this time, I decide, FUCK IT, and make a quick 2-4 pass to show him I am down. I throw it back in 2nd and slow down to around 50ish. He comes cruising on up and I am thinking we are going to a 50 roll, with out me paying attention its down to 30 and he is in 1st and starts the honk off procedure. Im like, FUCK, I am in 2nd @ 30 MPH, I am toast, no matter the mods this guy has. As the 3rd honk rolls out, I romp on it, this guy immediately pulls ahead by quite a few cars, obviously, and I am kicking myself in the ass. When I reach my powerband in 2nd, I stop his pull and start to reel him in. By this time he is AT LEAST 5+ cars in front of me. But I am gaining hard and I go to throw it in 4th to make the pass and what do ya know, locked out and clutch overheated and stuck.
So he gets the win and I get my death. There are no excuses for my clutch and gear selection. The only one to blame is myself. I wanted a rematch, but my clutch is already jacked up and I know my gf is wondering where the fuck I am at. So I give him a thumbs up and go about my way. Hopefully one day soon I can get a good rematch.
For all I know he could of been stock with exhaust, but on the street it is run what ya brung, and I brought a dumb driver with the wrong gear selection and a worn out clutch and hydraulic system and he got me good.
I go to sit in my car and this ricer civic is driving down the street and throws a rev as he passes my car. I cant take that shit, so I crank my car up, cammin its balls off because its cold as shit. So then I turn this getaway into a cruise. I go driving down this residential neighborhood around 9:45-10:00 tonight and end up heading south on 45. I was completely turned around not knowing about the intersection of Hardy Toll Rd and 45.
Either way I am cruising south on 45 and am about to bust a u and head back to the party. Just before I reach the U turn under the freeway this black trans am with at least exhaust comes hauling ass out in front of me and romps on it to the u turn. So I dont slow down near as much to catch up with him and see whats up.
As we start to head north on 45 feeder, I pull along side of him and he is jumpin and jumpin making short pulls. At this time, I decide, FUCK IT, and make a quick 2-4 pass to show him I am down. I throw it back in 2nd and slow down to around 50ish. He comes cruising on up and I am thinking we are going to a 50 roll, with out me paying attention its down to 30 and he is in 1st and starts the honk off procedure. Im like, FUCK, I am in 2nd @ 30 MPH, I am toast, no matter the mods this guy has. As the 3rd honk rolls out, I romp on it, this guy immediately pulls ahead by quite a few cars, obviously, and I am kicking myself in the ass. When I reach my powerband in 2nd, I stop his pull and start to reel him in. By this time he is AT LEAST 5+ cars in front of me. But I am gaining hard and I go to throw it in 4th to make the pass and what do ya know, locked out and clutch overheated and stuck.
So he gets the win and I get my death. There are no excuses for my clutch and gear selection. The only one to blame is myself. I wanted a rematch, but my clutch is already jacked up and I know my gf is wondering where the fuck I am at. So I give him a thumbs up and go about my way. Hopefully one day soon I can get a good rematch.
For all I know he could of been stock with exhaust, but on the street it is run what ya brung, and I brought a dumb driver with the wrong gear selection and a worn out clutch and hydraulic system and he got me good.