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SVTPerformance's Chain of Restaurants
Road Kill Drive-Thru
"Smoked" by a Volvo, yo...
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<blockquote data-quote="Droptop Snake" data-source="post: 1240308" data-attributes="member: 3758"><p>Heading west one night, some transplanted ricer in a green older model Volvo automatic didn't like the idea of me going about 2 mph faster than he was. When I got even with him he began to pace me, then accelerated away. I could hear his exhaust hissing like a vacuum cleaner from all the backpressure. Too bad he wasn't really going anywhere; the average Civic DX automatic could've given him fits. I paid him no attention. </p><p></p><p>At the next light, I notice him eyeballing me. I looked over and gave him a nod. On green, he paced me across the intersection, then floored it again. I let him get a car or two ahead, then went to about half throttle to reel him in, then got off the gas again. He stayed in it til the next light. This game of cat and mouse went on for two lights, with me laughing at how slow his car was as he continued to "speed" away from me when I let him go each time. We pulled up to the next light, with me in the far right lane, him in the middle with both windows down, and a Daewoo sedan which rolled up on the right with two Hispanic guys inside. The passenger in the Daewoo started talking to the Volvo driver. </p><p></p><p>Daewoo: "Yo, that was tight! You SMOKED him, dawg! Dammmn. You got him, right?" </p><p></p><p>Volvo: "Yeah, I smoked him. Kicked his ass, yo." </p><p> </p><p>Daewoo: "YO man, you got smoked! That was sad, bro. And you're in a Mustang! That was sorry." </p><p></p><p>Me: :dw: "Do you really think I was <em>racing</em> him? I didn't even floor it. You can't be serious."</p><p> </p><p>Daewoo: "Naw, dawg. Too late for excuses now. You lost, just deal with it yo." </p><p></p><p>Me: "OK, guess I'll have to show you the difference. Tell ya what... when the light turns green, you guys do your best to stay in front. Better yet, just go ahead and wave goodbye right now while you can still see me." </p><p></p><p>I paced him out of the hole at about 1/2 throttle until I hit 4 grand on the tach, then buried it and stayed on it through the 1-2 shift, putting about 3-4 cars on him while I was still spinning. Once it hooked in 2nd gear, the beating just got worse. 3rd gear wasn't even necessary. I clicked into 5th and put my hands up like, "Where are you?" </p><p></p><p>Waaaay back. I turned the CD player back up. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite11" alt=":rolleyes:" title="Roll Eyes :rolleyes:" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":rolleyes:" /> Idjit. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>10 seconds later, heeeere comes the flyby... :loser:</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Droptop Snake, post: 1240308, member: 3758"] Heading west one night, some transplanted ricer in a green older model Volvo automatic didn't like the idea of me going about 2 mph faster than he was. When I got even with him he began to pace me, then accelerated away. I could hear his exhaust hissing like a vacuum cleaner from all the backpressure. Too bad he wasn't really going anywhere; the average Civic DX automatic could've given him fits. I paid him no attention. At the next light, I notice him eyeballing me. I looked over and gave him a nod. On green, he paced me across the intersection, then floored it again. I let him get a car or two ahead, then went to about half throttle to reel him in, then got off the gas again. He stayed in it til the next light. This game of cat and mouse went on for two lights, with me laughing at how slow his car was as he continued to "speed" away from me when I let him go each time. We pulled up to the next light, with me in the far right lane, him in the middle with both windows down, and a Daewoo sedan which rolled up on the right with two Hispanic guys inside. The passenger in the Daewoo started talking to the Volvo driver. Daewoo: "Yo, that was tight! You SMOKED him, dawg! Dammmn. You got him, right?" Volvo: "Yeah, I smoked him. Kicked his ass, yo." Daewoo: "YO man, you got smoked! That was sad, bro. And you're in a Mustang! That was sorry." Me: :dw: "Do you really think I was [I]racing[/I] him? I didn't even floor it. You can't be serious." Daewoo: "Naw, dawg. Too late for excuses now. You lost, just deal with it yo." Me: "OK, guess I'll have to show you the difference. Tell ya what... when the light turns green, you guys do your best to stay in front. Better yet, just go ahead and wave goodbye right now while you can still see me." I paced him out of the hole at about 1/2 throttle until I hit 4 grand on the tach, then buried it and stayed on it through the 1-2 shift, putting about 3-4 cars on him while I was still spinning. Once it hooked in 2nd gear, the beating just got worse. 3rd gear wasn't even necessary. I clicked into 5th and put my hands up like, "Where are you?" Waaaay back. I turned the CD player back up. :rolleyes: Idjit. 10 seconds later, heeeere comes the flyby... :loser: [/QUOTE]
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