Hey Guys,
I Lurk alot but im always on here keeping up with the community. Decided i would post my little recap of last nights episode.
BackStory
Im rolling through traffic just me and my brother bumping some tunes puttin around town, enjoying the cool October air. Its About 10 or so cars back, I spot some bright white lights, and i immediately discern it as a vehicle of status and i drop down into 4th and get over to the right. As it gets closer, my heart begins to pound! I look over to my brother and im Like "Hey its that asshole in that Silver F430 that talks shit but wont run me!" Sure enough hes about 3 cars behind me and comes roaring up at a light and quickly gets in the left hand lane and we stop at a particularly long and opportune light. I point to him to roll his windows down and i get a long good look at him and some smoking hot blonde.
Flashback
Ive chatted with the guy before , but i was always in my DD, which is nothing to be racing around in. He would always talk shit and say how come none of you guys at "The Lot"(local car meet spot is in a parking lot next to a bank") will never run me? and i was like if you let me get home and swap cars ill run you in my Cobra. Typical non car guy saying something about a mustang is a mustang and 2 bumps in trim doesnt mean i can hang with him.
The Race
I call him out and let him know that he couldnt run for ever and that he will take this snakebite to his horses ass.Were heading towards a service road that is wide,empty and straight. So we line em up and he decides to light his tires up. after his smokey show, im about a car away from the light, I let mine get a little heat on them as well. He has his car screaming at the redline, revving waiting for the light to change. The light changes, we both drop the hammer,I leap about a car on him up to 30mph, nearly sideways as i refuse to get off the pedal, the guy in the F430 is spinning and now that we've both straightened out at 45, we are barreling down this road with him hanging just behind my bumper past 60. Both V8s Screaming, mine whining away we are approaching 100 and hes neck and neck with me, i ride 3rd out to the redline and quickly snatch 4th and hold his ass right there untill he shuts it down at 120. about this point we are approaching the highway, and we both had the same idea of "hey you little shit , you're lucky i was spinning" so he cuts me off and merges on to the highway and i get right up beside him on his left and tell him to go from 45. i instantly hear him blip it down 2 gears and hes screaming again. at this point i can no longer deny that his exhaust note is pure F***ing music to my ears :rockon:. i give him 3 honks and he gets the jump by a hair and i snatch 3rd and begin pulling him in from his little half car jump and by 80 i have a foot or two on him again I keep riding it out and quickly hit 4th and i hear him upshift aswell.were both in it for the kill at this point so at 120 and i look over and see that im ahead by half of a car, i dont plan on stopping. we keep going to 140 and i have a full length on him and hes still screaming away but i keep at it, silently but realistically pissed that i could not put more lengths on that car! at 150 i shut down and i see him do that really lame ricer flyby shit and he sharply slows down and were about a mile from the exit up ahead so i get over in front of him and get off because i need gas and want Taco bell, dont really care what the hell that guy does and as i pull into Shell, he pulls up facing me, gets out and has the most bewildered look on his face. "I just thought you were some college punk with his dads car!", he says. Im like "Nah bro, this Snake is mine. And you just got bit, I think Shell sells cream for that. and he just cuts loose with one of those maniacal villain laughs and says "that things pretty quick, maybe one day you can get a real car and we'll race again." And i just stand there for a second and say
:dw: Okay. Im like"peace man, it was nice running you. maybe next time you wont get beat by a mustang." my brother is in the car dying and the blonde in the Ferrari is pulling her hair out of her face and sitting there looking pathetic and unamused
Cliffs - Mustang can hang from a dig, Mustang will win from a roll, you got room to steal his girl with a 2+2 Seater.
I Lurk alot but im always on here keeping up with the community. Decided i would post my little recap of last nights episode.
BackStory
Im rolling through traffic just me and my brother bumping some tunes puttin around town, enjoying the cool October air. Its About 10 or so cars back, I spot some bright white lights, and i immediately discern it as a vehicle of status and i drop down into 4th and get over to the right. As it gets closer, my heart begins to pound! I look over to my brother and im Like "Hey its that asshole in that Silver F430 that talks shit but wont run me!" Sure enough hes about 3 cars behind me and comes roaring up at a light and quickly gets in the left hand lane and we stop at a particularly long and opportune light. I point to him to roll his windows down and i get a long good look at him and some smoking hot blonde.
Flashback
Ive chatted with the guy before , but i was always in my DD, which is nothing to be racing around in. He would always talk shit and say how come none of you guys at "The Lot"(local car meet spot is in a parking lot next to a bank") will never run me? and i was like if you let me get home and swap cars ill run you in my Cobra. Typical non car guy saying something about a mustang is a mustang and 2 bumps in trim doesnt mean i can hang with him.
The Race
I call him out and let him know that he couldnt run for ever and that he will take this snakebite to his horses ass.Were heading towards a service road that is wide,empty and straight. So we line em up and he decides to light his tires up. after his smokey show, im about a car away from the light, I let mine get a little heat on them as well. He has his car screaming at the redline, revving waiting for the light to change. The light changes, we both drop the hammer,I leap about a car on him up to 30mph, nearly sideways as i refuse to get off the pedal, the guy in the F430 is spinning and now that we've both straightened out at 45, we are barreling down this road with him hanging just behind my bumper past 60. Both V8s Screaming, mine whining away we are approaching 100 and hes neck and neck with me, i ride 3rd out to the redline and quickly snatch 4th and hold his ass right there untill he shuts it down at 120. about this point we are approaching the highway, and we both had the same idea of "hey you little shit , you're lucky i was spinning" so he cuts me off and merges on to the highway and i get right up beside him on his left and tell him to go from 45. i instantly hear him blip it down 2 gears and hes screaming again. at this point i can no longer deny that his exhaust note is pure F***ing music to my ears :rockon:. i give him 3 honks and he gets the jump by a hair and i snatch 3rd and begin pulling him in from his little half car jump and by 80 i have a foot or two on him again I keep riding it out and quickly hit 4th and i hear him upshift aswell.were both in it for the kill at this point so at 120 and i look over and see that im ahead by half of a car, i dont plan on stopping. we keep going to 140 and i have a full length on him and hes still screaming away but i keep at it, silently but realistically pissed that i could not put more lengths on that car! at 150 i shut down and i see him do that really lame ricer flyby shit and he sharply slows down and were about a mile from the exit up ahead so i get over in front of him and get off because i need gas and want Taco bell, dont really care what the hell that guy does and as i pull into Shell, he pulls up facing me, gets out and has the most bewildered look on his face. "I just thought you were some college punk with his dads car!", he says. Im like "Nah bro, this Snake is mine. And you just got bit, I think Shell sells cream for that. and he just cuts loose with one of those maniacal villain laughs and says "that things pretty quick, maybe one day you can get a real car and we'll race again." And i just stand there for a second and say
Cliffs - Mustang can hang from a dig, Mustang will win from a roll, you got room to steal his girl with a 2+2 Seater.
