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SVTPerformance's Chain of Restaurants
Road Kill Drive-Thru
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<blockquote data-quote="97snaketrplB" data-source="post: 1051552" data-attributes="member: 11680"><p>The horrible thing is, he probably thinks he did. He's probably typing up the cobra kill right now. The following happened to me when I had my 02ss. </p><p></p><p>My friends younger brother has a Honda prelude, and riced it out. For some reason, he kept egging me on to race him, claiming I didn't stand a chance and what not. We went out to a strip of road not yet finished, and raced 4 times. Each time, I had him by AT LEAST 10 buslenghts. On the way home, we stop at a red light (at a very busy intersection). When the light turns green he goes for it, while I loaf along. Once back at my house, we had a convo that went something like this.</p><p></p><p>him: I told ya I'd smoke your ass</p><p></p><p>me: What the hell are you talking about</p><p></p><p>him: I killed you in that last race</p><p></p><p>me: I wasn't racing you idiot</p><p></p><p>him: Don’t be mad just because you got smoked by an import</p><p></p><p>me: (after struggling to comprehend what was just said) You've gotta be kidding!! How could you possibly think I was racing!!! I killed you four times!!! Were you thinking something like, "surely this 5th time my car will summon up the god of v-tec to smite the American pos"? Or maybe you popped in the type r song in order to smoke a v8 like you smoke marijuana? </p><p></p><p>him: Whatever dawg, all I know is I won</p><p></p><p>me: You want a rematch? Maybe we can put a little something on the line this time?</p><p></p><p>him: nah man. But if we did I'd smoke your ass again</p><p></p><p>me: yeah, and Grizzly Adams had a beard</p><p></p><p>him: what?</p><p></p><p>me: never mind</p><p></p><p>The word to describe ricer confrontations such as these is FRUSTRATING. No matter how sound your argument, they just fall back on their ricer logic, and hum "if it aint a type r, then it aint a tight car" (for those who haven't heard this song, consider yourself lucky)</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="97snaketrplB, post: 1051552, member: 11680"] The horrible thing is, he probably thinks he did. He's probably typing up the cobra kill right now. The following happened to me when I had my 02ss. My friends younger brother has a Honda prelude, and riced it out. For some reason, he kept egging me on to race him, claiming I didn't stand a chance and what not. We went out to a strip of road not yet finished, and raced 4 times. Each time, I had him by AT LEAST 10 buslenghts. On the way home, we stop at a red light (at a very busy intersection). When the light turns green he goes for it, while I loaf along. Once back at my house, we had a convo that went something like this. him: I told ya I'd smoke your ass me: What the hell are you talking about him: I killed you in that last race me: I wasn't racing you idiot him: Don’t be mad just because you got smoked by an import me: (after struggling to comprehend what was just said) You've gotta be kidding!! How could you possibly think I was racing!!! I killed you four times!!! Were you thinking something like, "surely this 5th time my car will summon up the god of v-tec to smite the American pos"? Or maybe you popped in the type r song in order to smoke a v8 like you smoke marijuana? him: Whatever dawg, all I know is I won me: You want a rematch? Maybe we can put a little something on the line this time? him: nah man. But if we did I'd smoke your ass again me: yeah, and Grizzly Adams had a beard him: what? me: never mind The word to describe ricer confrontations such as these is FRUSTRATING. No matter how sound your argument, they just fall back on their ricer logic, and hum "if it aint a type r, then it aint a tight car" (for those who haven't heard this song, consider yourself lucky) [/QUOTE]
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