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I was driving down a road tonight that is famous for the rice olympics and I had gone out to taco bell to get something to eat. I pull out of the drive and here comes victim
#1-a 95 to 99 maxima with some kid listening to some dance music crap and he looks at me like, yea, right, I dont want to waste my time, so, on the first light, I just pushed it halfway and he didnt even bother. As he was racing, I noticed another maxima just like his but with those ever so lovely 200 horsepower easily, blue headlight bulbs. So, the next light comes up and the first kid revs at me so I return his original look back to him and wink for extra effect. I hear him pre-revving, light turns green and my 230 ft-lbs of torque (factory specs) just shoved me half a car length ahead and then the kid backed off at like 55 (in a 35 zone) "I fear no cop!" So here comes big brother with the blue headlights, and guess, what playing that same stupid 90's disco music. He revs at me and yells "you're going down american man". Thats when I had it, turned on good old metallica (I'm 19 myself mind you). Told him that nothing beats american torque and I sat there waiting for the green. We were both holding the gas with one leg and brake with the other. Light turns green, I get a good 40 foot jump, after which he starts to get closer and closer and then here comes redline for me and here comes next gear, see ya jap wannabe. Two down, here comes another one in a brand new camry v6 (still had the new car plates and all. He stops at the light sharply, instantly opens his window and gives me the old I know I am going to lose salute (middle finger). I just turned up the metallica, and away we went, I chirped a bit in first and thats where he got a little jump, and then I started gaining, his car paused (VVTi?) to shift while mine was almost at redline, so, finally, his shifted and he went off a little and then I shifted and here comes my filter doing its 50 bucks worth keeping me ahead with his nose inbetween my door jambs. We came to the next light and he turned left and I followed him, but he went home, so I went on my way, smiles the whole way. You new car guys think what you want, my car has 101,700 miles on it, almost no shocks on it, and pretty much bald tires. A good day for me. Those of you who will be in the chicago-land area, let me know, I'll show you the road sometime!
#1-a 95 to 99 maxima with some kid listening to some dance music crap and he looks at me like, yea, right, I dont want to waste my time, so, on the first light, I just pushed it halfway and he didnt even bother. As he was racing, I noticed another maxima just like his but with those ever so lovely 200 horsepower easily, blue headlight bulbs. So, the next light comes up and the first kid revs at me so I return his original look back to him and wink for extra effect. I hear him pre-revving, light turns green and my 230 ft-lbs of torque (factory specs) just shoved me half a car length ahead and then the kid backed off at like 55 (in a 35 zone) "I fear no cop!" So here comes big brother with the blue headlights, and guess, what playing that same stupid 90's disco music. He revs at me and yells "you're going down american man". Thats when I had it, turned on good old metallica (I'm 19 myself mind you). Told him that nothing beats american torque and I sat there waiting for the green. We were both holding the gas with one leg and brake with the other. Light turns green, I get a good 40 foot jump, after which he starts to get closer and closer and then here comes redline for me and here comes next gear, see ya jap wannabe. Two down, here comes another one in a brand new camry v6 (still had the new car plates and all. He stops at the light sharply, instantly opens his window and gives me the old I know I am going to lose salute (middle finger). I just turned up the metallica, and away we went, I chirped a bit in first and thats where he got a little jump, and then I started gaining, his car paused (VVTi?) to shift while mine was almost at redline, so, finally, his shifted and he went off a little and then I shifted and here comes my filter doing its 50 bucks worth keeping me ahead with his nose inbetween my door jambs. We came to the next light and he turned left and I followed him, but he went home, so I went on my way, smiles the whole way. You new car guys think what you want, my car has 101,700 miles on it, almost no shocks on it, and pretty much bald tires. A good day for me. Those of you who will be in the chicago-land area, let me know, I'll show you the road sometime!
