More Fried Rice...
These ricers never cease to amaze me....
I just got home from the woods... Good times..good folks.
While I'm at the woods I see this POS dressed up Del Sol. Fartcan, silver strips on a red paintjob
etc..etc.. You get the idea.
I spotted this 'thing' several times as he was cruizin up 'n down a bunch of times.
Prolly tryin' to think he's 'all that' in a 15mpg zone!
I take off for home..and wouldn't ya know it...there he is!! I see em cross where I'm hangin' a left.
I catch up to em and we are staged at the entrance to the EOE (express way). I'm grinnin' bigtime.
This should be fun.. Punk+rice+stupid ricer attitude=FUN.
He KNEW I was behind em. He may have recognized me from the woods cuz I stood up on a bench and yelled something at that riced out POS to 'go home' or sumthin'...
Light turns.
I'm on his azz.. He's bangin gears, I'm 1/2 throttle on his azz just gigglin' my butt off!!
I get next to em.. look at em...laugh..and punched it.. Left em like nothin'...
I'm about...Oh... 12 bus lengths on em, and I see em commin' up.
I waved em on!! heheheheh
Come on lil riceboy...
I let em get on me.. I point it out.. He looks all confused.
Huh? Doesnt lil rice boy know what I mean? (of course he does!) But as much as 'my clutch is toast, I need tuning are their excuses, stupidity seems to on the list as well...)
Left em HUGE!
Of course its a given.. This was entertainment.
So... here he comes again. I wave em on nearly losing control cuz I'm laughin' so hard.
I just kept thinking of the 'Lil train that could'...
So...again. Same predictable outcome..
We hit traffic, I slow down...
He pulls his ricer stunt of zipping in between other traffic.
What an Azz!!
He gets ahead of me..and he's doin the arm waving like he accomplished something.
The only thing he accomplished was putting innocent drivers at risk!
I get back up next to em..and I'm shouting "You drive like a punk!"
He says something dumb.
Welp.. we get to the same exit!
We are lined up at the light.. Oh joy!
I tell em.. Your a punk!
He tells me .. "Its driving skills"
Oh ya!
I had to tell em off "That what he did wasnt 'skillfull' your gonna get somebody killed!"
"You cant hang..so you have to drive like an azzhole! Take that car home before mommy finds out"
"If your such a 'driver' lets go! We have the light!"
I had a few other choice words as well. He had no valid response to getting chastized over his drive 'skills'
He just looked at me with that stupid deer in the headlight look in his eyes.
Then I'm askin' em...Lets go.
Made the left turn.. Smacked it... SEE YA!! 10+ CARS before we hit the light 1/4 down.
I make my right turn... Hmmmm...He's going my way...
I let em pull up.. I yelled over "lets go!" (again)
Another lil smake on the GO pedal to make my point. TOAST.
Oooooo... I guess I just went against a 'DRIVER' (in his Uncle Ben's infested brain)...
Get em one on one... Its all over.
Stupid HonDUHs...
Oh...
On the way to the woods.. I ran an ol 56 Chevy...
SWEEEEET!!!
Gave the guy a huge thumbs up at a light.
We pulled away, and he leaned on it... Soooo I had to follow.
Tires broke... I started to pull to his fender until about 50 (45mph zone) and we backed down.
Sweet freakin' ride!!!
He got me when I wasnt paying attention.. I was just checkin out his ride and I just didnt get
the chance to pull on em...
Did I get beat? Perhaps. But had I been given more street. I'm sure I would have pulled. (I was pullin we we backed off)
Such a small race like that with a built car is respectable!
I still gave em a big 'ol smile and thumbs up...So did he!
We knew it was a wash anyway.. But such respect and fun is what its all about.
This, as opposed to silly ricers...
I just got home from the woods... Good times..good folks.
While I'm at the woods I see this POS dressed up Del Sol. Fartcan, silver strips on a red paintjob
etc..etc.. You get the idea.
I spotted this 'thing' several times as he was cruizin up 'n down a bunch of times.
Prolly tryin' to think he's 'all that' in a 15mpg zone!
I take off for home..and wouldn't ya know it...there he is!! I see em cross where I'm hangin' a left.
I catch up to em and we are staged at the entrance to the EOE (express way). I'm grinnin' bigtime.
This should be fun.. Punk+rice+stupid ricer attitude=FUN.
He KNEW I was behind em. He may have recognized me from the woods cuz I stood up on a bench and yelled something at that riced out POS to 'go home' or sumthin'...
Light turns.
I'm on his azz.. He's bangin gears, I'm 1/2 throttle on his azz just gigglin' my butt off!!
I get next to em.. look at em...laugh..and punched it.. Left em like nothin'...
I'm about...Oh... 12 bus lengths on em, and I see em commin' up.
I waved em on!! heheheheh
Come on lil riceboy...
I let em get on me.. I point it out.. He looks all confused.
Huh? Doesnt lil rice boy know what I mean? (of course he does!) But as much as 'my clutch is toast, I need tuning are their excuses, stupidity seems to on the list as well...)
Left em HUGE!
Of course its a given.. This was entertainment.
So... here he comes again. I wave em on nearly losing control cuz I'm laughin' so hard.
I just kept thinking of the 'Lil train that could'...
So...again. Same predictable outcome..
We hit traffic, I slow down...
He pulls his ricer stunt of zipping in between other traffic.
What an Azz!!
He gets ahead of me..and he's doin the arm waving like he accomplished something.
The only thing he accomplished was putting innocent drivers at risk!
I get back up next to em..and I'm shouting "You drive like a punk!"
He says something dumb.
Welp.. we get to the same exit!
We are lined up at the light.. Oh joy!
I tell em.. Your a punk!
He tells me .. "Its driving skills"
Oh ya!
I had to tell em off "That what he did wasnt 'skillfull' your gonna get somebody killed!"
"You cant hang..so you have to drive like an azzhole! Take that car home before mommy finds out"
"If your such a 'driver' lets go! We have the light!"
I had a few other choice words as well. He had no valid response to getting chastized over his drive 'skills'
He just looked at me with that stupid deer in the headlight look in his eyes.
Then I'm askin' em...Lets go.
Made the left turn.. Smacked it... SEE YA!! 10+ CARS before we hit the light 1/4 down.
I make my right turn... Hmmmm...He's going my way...
I let em pull up.. I yelled over "lets go!" (again)
Another lil smake on the GO pedal to make my point. TOAST.
Oooooo... I guess I just went against a 'DRIVER' (in his Uncle Ben's infested brain)...
Get em one on one... Its all over.
Stupid HonDUHs...
Oh...
On the way to the woods.. I ran an ol 56 Chevy...
SWEEEEET!!!
Gave the guy a huge thumbs up at a light.
We pulled away, and he leaned on it... Soooo I had to follow.
Tires broke... I started to pull to his fender until about 50 (45mph zone) and we backed down.
Sweet freakin' ride!!!
He got me when I wasnt paying attention.. I was just checkin out his ride and I just didnt get
the chance to pull on em...
Did I get beat? Perhaps. But had I been given more street. I'm sure I would have pulled. (I was pullin we we backed off)
Such a small race like that with a built car is respectable!
I still gave em a big 'ol smile and thumbs up...So did he!
We knew it was a wash anyway.. But such respect and fun is what its all about.
This, as opposed to silly ricers...
Good job, keep those Del Sols in their place. There is one in my town that the ricers were playing up claiming it ran 120 in the 1/4. I told them I'm not so sure about all that. Funny thing is its the same Del Sol I beat when I had the v6 firebird. Now magically since the guy moved and went to college his car has managed to improve more than 5 seconds in the 1/4. The reson I say magically is to my knowledge he hasn't added anything at all to the engine. He moved just a year ago and I believe he said he was paying for most of his college. The owner is really cool but the ricers that sit around and B.S. for him are not. The best part is when he was here before they claimed he was unbeatable and when I beat him they pretended it didn't happen. Now they claim he can beat my SS. I'm not doubting his ability I'm just doubting the B.S. that all the ricers are claiming. B.S. must come standard with most every import you buy. I doubt I will race him because as far as I know he is not even in town they just claim he is lol. Pretty sad case, anyway grats on the kill.
Haha Dood, Where did you exit the EOE?
This reminds me of the little metallic green Del Sol that had 20" wheels with rubber bands for tires, a big grapefruit launcher, and a 5" tach on an automatic nonetheless that I raced back in November before I put the car away for winter. I was behind him at the left turn lane of Butterfield Rd. turning onto 59. There was a van between us, and once we got onto 59 I quickly dispatched the van and started playing with my little green friend. So we played "tag" all the way up 59, he getting his butt handed to him at least 3-4 times until we finally catch the light at 59 and Joliet St. I had a big **** eatin grin cause I knew what was gonna happen.
So he pulls up next to me, I look over, nod, and he laughs at me! OH, OK, you just earned yourself a "full scale military operations" worth of a$$ kicking!
The light goes green, I let him have it out of the hole (I hear his rubber bands chirping furiously), once my GS-C's locked up, I simply hammered it and walked right around him. By second gear I already had 3-4 cars on him, by third it was getting worse and worse, by 4th I must've put at least a zip code on him.
Needless to say, he turned off WAAYYYY before the next stop light.
This reminds me of the little metallic green Del Sol that had 20" wheels with rubber bands for tires, a big grapefruit launcher, and a 5" tach on an automatic nonetheless that I raced back in November before I put the car away for winter. I was behind him at the left turn lane of Butterfield Rd. turning onto 59. There was a van between us, and once we got onto 59 I quickly dispatched the van and started playing with my little green friend. So we played "tag" all the way up 59, he getting his butt handed to him at least 3-4 times until we finally catch the light at 59 and Joliet St. I had a big **** eatin grin cause I knew what was gonna happen.
So he pulls up next to me, I look over, nod, and he laughs at me! OH, OK, you just earned yourself a "full scale military operations" worth of a$$ kicking!
The light goes green, I let him have it out of the hole (I hear his rubber bands chirping furiously), once my GS-C's locked up, I simply hammered it and walked right around him. By second gear I already had 3-4 cars on him, by third it was getting worse and worse, by 4th I must've put at least a zip code on him.
Needless to say, he turned off WAAYYYY before the next stop light.
Haha Dood, Where did you exit the EOE?
(I didnt mention the exit 'street' as very, very few would know the exit..or even care what street it was..
So he pulls up next to me, I look over, nod, and he laughs at me! OH, OK, you just earned yourself a "full scale military operations" worth of a$$ kicking!
Bwwwahahahahha!!! Gotsta remember that one!!
Ya gotta love it when you get to pull right next to em after beating BAD.
They live in a fantasy world that becomes painfully clear when you get stupid responses like that.
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Just curious DooD. I've had many a run in with any of my vehicle's on the EoE. It's a nice little place to run sometimes. 
Oh and 2Quik, you may see this little metallic green nerdmobile in Naperville as this was going from Warrenville into West Chicago (where I live).

Oh and 2Quik, you may see this little metallic green nerdmobile in Naperville as this was going from Warrenville into West Chicago (where I live).


