NgohOiNei
07-01-2004, 11:44 AM
This doesn't really qualify as being a "kill" since I didn't try and race the son of a bitch. Why in god's name would I risk my safety and anyone elses to race of the street. And god forbid anything should happen to my car..
Here goes-
I was on Westborough Ave last night in S. SF and spotted a Honda Civic.
I was in Steve's little 318 with the S50 swap.
The Honda Civic cuts off the lady in front of him so we can meet up at the stop light.
We are looking at his fart can exhaust, watching it rattle, and just laughing at him.
The "Kragen special" NOS seat covers were a nice touch too. ::ugh::
We meet up at the stop light and I'm just looking at the guy laughing.
He starts to rev his engine to the point of nearly blowing it up and I'm still laughing.
We didn't rev back.
I make a few faces at him as to say "not gonna happen" and "Are you kidding me?"
The light is taking forever. At this point I just want to wait here and let the guy go screaming past me cause I don't want this kind of attention near me.
He is redlining his car at this light.. His car is starting to make the "clank clank clank" noise. I figured his car was going to explode, I was contemplating calling my mom to tell her I loved her before I was engulfed by the flames of the Death Rice.
The light changes and the Civic takes off. I let him, there is a red light up ahead so what do I care.
The Civic was flooring it ahead of me, we were just crusing in 2nd. His fart can looks like it's going to fall off until- POOOF!
A nice poof of blue and black smoke comes out..
Maybe he had a special "oil leak valve" which he was able to open. :roll:
There was some debate later that night between me and Steve's little bro who knew the guy in the Civic and told me it had Nitrous. Ugh.
None of this matters, it was just amusing to me.
I was giggling about it all night.
Here goes-
I was on Westborough Ave last night in S. SF and spotted a Honda Civic.
I was in Steve's little 318 with the S50 swap.
The Honda Civic cuts off the lady in front of him so we can meet up at the stop light.
We are looking at his fart can exhaust, watching it rattle, and just laughing at him.
The "Kragen special" NOS seat covers were a nice touch too. ::ugh::
We meet up at the stop light and I'm just looking at the guy laughing.
He starts to rev his engine to the point of nearly blowing it up and I'm still laughing.
We didn't rev back.
I make a few faces at him as to say "not gonna happen" and "Are you kidding me?"
The light is taking forever. At this point I just want to wait here and let the guy go screaming past me cause I don't want this kind of attention near me.
He is redlining his car at this light.. His car is starting to make the "clank clank clank" noise. I figured his car was going to explode, I was contemplating calling my mom to tell her I loved her before I was engulfed by the flames of the Death Rice.
The light changes and the Civic takes off. I let him, there is a red light up ahead so what do I care.
The Civic was flooring it ahead of me, we were just crusing in 2nd. His fart can looks like it's going to fall off until- POOOF!
A nice poof of blue and black smoke comes out..
Maybe he had a special "oil leak valve" which he was able to open. :roll:
There was some debate later that night between me and Steve's little bro who knew the guy in the Civic and told me it had Nitrous. Ugh.
None of this matters, it was just amusing to me.
I was giggling about it all night.