Last night after racing through the local canyon I go to stop at a light and next thing you know im surrounded by ricers. THey must have been out in the canyon too. There was about 5 of them. Right next to me is a very pretty blue Civic all riced beyond anyones imagination. HAd all the regular fake badging you would expect....VTEC, R-TYPE, S-TYPE, POWERED BY UNCLE BEN, etc. The civic looks over at me, notices that my stereo is lauder than his, and he starts staging the light....so i'm like, OK, what do I have to loose? THe light turned green, I punched it while the HONDA was still trying to get out of first gear...BOY I COULD SURE HEAR HIM!!! A few yards ahead theres the on-ramp to the freeway which I needed to take, so I got on, and who's behind me? No other than Uncle Bens SOuth West rep. trying very hard to catch up to me. Poor guy never had a chance. I was very proud of myself!!! ANOTHER ONE GOES TO THE TREPERS BOYS!!!