Venom55
06-16-2003, 11:43 PM
Story 1: Busted up on a 91 CRX that was heavily modified...suposedly. Kid wanted to know "what we gonna run for?" I told him his pride. He didn't think that was funny, but I giggled a little. I told him I'd honestly bet my car wins not cause it was faster, or cause i was a better driver, but because his modded piece of trash would fall apart before we got a chance to race. Well on the way to I-85 we had to pull over cause a hose fell off or something...rice in the process of burning...add more water! anyway, we got to the highway and rolled from 40 on and well i won...twice. i could've written a book of excuses with the ones i heard after that. i told him we'd race again once he got it fixed...heard the other day he's putting a new motor in it cause the old one blew up...stupid human.
Story 2: On the way home from work the other day had some rich mamma's boy and his girlfriend pull up next to me at a light. They were in a rather new Acura 3.2TL-S. His car was black so naturally i looked at it...to see the reflection of my own car of course :). Well he proceeded to leave the light with an excessive display of excelleration while looking back at me waving his finger as to to say "don't even try it." Well i took this as a full blown invitation to show his girlfriend the exact size of his manhood. The next light was a meer 100 yds away so it was quite convenient to test such a matter. Long story short, it was over by the 2-3 shift and i proceeded home.
Story 3: A porsche boxter S saw all of story 2 and wanted a piece of the action. At the next light he pulled along side of me and reved...those things sound so good. well while fearing i'd have my butt on a platter by the end of this i decided what the heck. the light turned green and we both took off pretty even. both our 1-2 shifts came about the same time. she shifted to 3rd and i pulled a little ahead. my 2-3 was quick enough and i lost maybe 1 foot on him but was still ahead. i rolled all the way through 3rd and quit when my mirror was at his front bumper. i don't know how but i managed to beat him...maybe he had a triptronic trany or maybe our cars were just that close...but i didn't think i had a shot in he11 at beating him.
Story 4: Last one, went to Myrtle beach last weekend and i went the long way...down 26, across 526, and up 17. I have a buddy that live in georgetown so that's where i was headed first. anyway i came upon an eclipse turbo. I wasn't going to bother at first except when i pulled next to him i saw all those guages in the cockpit...i made it very evident i wanted to race by pulling behind him, flashing him, then pulling right next to him again. he proceed to slow down as did i. same story, different chapter. he hung with me through second but had to shift. i went from half a car to a whole car and pulling. once i finished 3rd i had three cars on him. game over. well the funny part was a saw this car on the strip the next night and asked the girl in the passenger seat if they had their butts handed to them on the way in on friday...this huge smile came across her face and in a very excited voice affirmed my question. her boyfriend didn't seem as ammused as she was.
The End.
Story 2: On the way home from work the other day had some rich mamma's boy and his girlfriend pull up next to me at a light. They were in a rather new Acura 3.2TL-S. His car was black so naturally i looked at it...to see the reflection of my own car of course :). Well he proceeded to leave the light with an excessive display of excelleration while looking back at me waving his finger as to to say "don't even try it." Well i took this as a full blown invitation to show his girlfriend the exact size of his manhood. The next light was a meer 100 yds away so it was quite convenient to test such a matter. Long story short, it was over by the 2-3 shift and i proceeded home.
Story 3: A porsche boxter S saw all of story 2 and wanted a piece of the action. At the next light he pulled along side of me and reved...those things sound so good. well while fearing i'd have my butt on a platter by the end of this i decided what the heck. the light turned green and we both took off pretty even. both our 1-2 shifts came about the same time. she shifted to 3rd and i pulled a little ahead. my 2-3 was quick enough and i lost maybe 1 foot on him but was still ahead. i rolled all the way through 3rd and quit when my mirror was at his front bumper. i don't know how but i managed to beat him...maybe he had a triptronic trany or maybe our cars were just that close...but i didn't think i had a shot in he11 at beating him.
Story 4: Last one, went to Myrtle beach last weekend and i went the long way...down 26, across 526, and up 17. I have a buddy that live in georgetown so that's where i was headed first. anyway i came upon an eclipse turbo. I wasn't going to bother at first except when i pulled next to him i saw all those guages in the cockpit...i made it very evident i wanted to race by pulling behind him, flashing him, then pulling right next to him again. he proceed to slow down as did i. same story, different chapter. he hung with me through second but had to shift. i went from half a car to a whole car and pulling. once i finished 3rd i had three cars on him. game over. well the funny part was a saw this car on the strip the next night and asked the girl in the passenger seat if they had their butts handed to them on the way in on friday...this huge smile came across her face and in a very excited voice affirmed my question. her boyfriend didn't seem as ammused as she was.
The End.