On my way out from Subway parking lot, I noticed a blue 11/12, 5.0 was behind me about 5-6 cars. Once in the street, the 5.0 gave chased. He came up to me pretty quick on the left side. I thought he was going to fly by me but he just sat next to me. As we hit the red lights, he start revving at me.
He got my attention alright, his exhaust was hell of loud (shook the inside of my car). As I looked, the passenger said "Your car is slow man." Bwhahahaaaa...... He turned to the driver and said "hey that year is slow right." The driver said "Yes, it's a joke man my dad's Maxima can beat it easy." bwahhaaaaaa.....
I was pretty pissed :fm: but I kept my cool. As the light turned green, the 5.0 took off like a bat out of hell but I didn't follow. (I just don't race anymore. I don't want any trouble). About an 1/8 mile ahead, he waited for me. Once I got next to him, the laughing began again. The passenger yelled "look he's scared man....." bwhaaaaaaaa. He then said "want some...." and laugh.
That's it I had it:fm::mj: so I yelled out "lets go dip sh*ts..... We were rolling about 35 mph and I was in 2nd gear. The 5.0 matted the throttle, so did I. The passenger has a funny look on his face seeing my car next to him. I started gaining on the top of 2nd. Once I hit third, the beating began......his car disappeared from the side of my car then magically re-appeared in my rearview mirrow...
By 4th, his car got smaller and smaller so I let off the throttle. In my mind I kept thinking.... Wow how could a slow ass yesteryear GT of mine destroying the almighty 5.0 :rollseyes. Yes it happened indeed......
This time, I waited for him to come up but he didn't. As I looked, the 5.0 has a right turn signal on and disappeared into a nearby parking lot. I guessed the race was over then. I don't race a lot but this one was worth every single minute of it. The only thing I didn't like is for them to talk sh*t at me. I wouldn't been surprise if this would came from a ricer.....:bash:oke:
He got my attention alright, his exhaust was hell of loud (shook the inside of my car). As I looked, the passenger said "Your car is slow man." Bwhahahaaaa...... He turned to the driver and said "hey that year is slow right." The driver said "Yes, it's a joke man my dad's Maxima can beat it easy." bwahhaaaaaa.....
I was pretty pissed :fm: but I kept my cool. As the light turned green, the 5.0 took off like a bat out of hell but I didn't follow. (I just don't race anymore. I don't want any trouble). About an 1/8 mile ahead, he waited for me. Once I got next to him, the laughing began again. The passenger yelled "look he's scared man....." bwhaaaaaaaa. He then said "want some...." and laugh.
That's it I had it:fm::mj: so I yelled out "lets go dip sh*ts..... We were rolling about 35 mph and I was in 2nd gear. The 5.0 matted the throttle, so did I. The passenger has a funny look on his face seeing my car next to him. I started gaining on the top of 2nd. Once I hit third, the beating began......his car disappeared from the side of my car then magically re-appeared in my rearview mirrow...
By 4th, his car got smaller and smaller so I let off the throttle. In my mind I kept thinking.... Wow how could a slow ass yesteryear GT of mine destroying the almighty 5.0 :rollseyes. Yes it happened indeed......
This time, I waited for him to come up but he didn't. As I looked, the 5.0 has a right turn signal on and disappeared into a nearby parking lot. I guessed the race was over then. I don't race a lot but this one was worth every single minute of it. The only thing I didn't like is for them to talk sh*t at me. I wouldn't been surprise if this would came from a ricer.....:bash:
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