Picked on a ricer last night
Picked on a ricer last night Leaving work around 11pm, and heading out to the highway I'm just minding my own business and going the speed limit (25). I get up to the light before the highway and pull up to the line, and there is a mid 90s civic 2 door next to me that I didn't think anything of. I had my windows closed and the stereo up, plus dumped TD's, but I hear this whooshing sound. I look around and turn the stereo down and realize there is 4 guys in this civic and they're revving at me. He still had a stock muffler with the 1/4" tip on it so it was pretty quiet.
I take a better look at my competition, and I'm not impressed. It might have been white at one point, but the amount of dirt and crud on it makes it a sort of light brown, and it has some bargain basement black rims on it. The 4 guys are looking at me and laughing and talking **** about "cute firebird" etc.
The light turns green and we have a small stretch of 25 up to where the road turns into highway, so I go the speed limit due to the amount of cops usually in the area. I'm paying very close attention to the civic which is pacing me all the way there. The road opens up and speed limit raises, and he floors it. Well, I think he did anyways, there was that whooshing sound again of the stock muffler. Not to be outdone, I drop to 1st (going about 30 at this point) and proceed to lay waste to my grandma-car sized back tires, slam second and burn them off again, by the middle of 3rd he was so far back I figured he was done. About 10 minutes later he caught up and gave me the complimentary ricer flyby before cutting me off and getting off the nearest exit.
CLIFFS:
Wasted my gas on a stock 90's civic with some d-bags in it, trainlengths ensued.
I take a better look at my competition, and I'm not impressed. It might have been white at one point, but the amount of dirt and crud on it makes it a sort of light brown, and it has some bargain basement black rims on it. The 4 guys are looking at me and laughing and talking **** about "cute firebird" etc.
The light turns green and we have a small stretch of 25 up to where the road turns into highway, so I go the speed limit due to the amount of cops usually in the area. I'm paying very close attention to the civic which is pacing me all the way there. The road opens up and speed limit raises, and he floors it. Well, I think he did anyways, there was that whooshing sound again of the stock muffler. Not to be outdone, I drop to 1st (going about 30 at this point) and proceed to lay waste to my grandma-car sized back tires, slam second and burn them off again, by the middle of 3rd he was so far back I figured he was done. About 10 minutes later he caught up and gave me the complimentary ricer flyby before cutting me off and getting off the nearest exit.
CLIFFS:
Wasted my gas on a stock 90's civic with some d-bags in it, trainlengths ensued.
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For cars like that, I like to keep it in 4th at 30ish just to see if it's closer. If not, throw 'er in 5th and see. It gets old beating them by 3490 buses. Well...sometimes it doesn't 
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Staging Lane
Joined: Aug 2009
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From: Rent Free in Hio's Mind