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Tue Jul 13, 2004 5:18 pm
So I am driving home from my g/f's place, minding my own business, when this raggedy S14 does a fly by. I'm like "Wow, you're cool." He is jumping through traffic left and right, cutting people off, being an ***. The paint is all scratched, the body is beat to hell, and it has those uber generic and cheapo 3 spoke wheels that the lamer set seem to think is cool (plus, its not an SE). Then I guess he sees me be behind him, so he gets in the left hand turn lane. Dammit....I have to turn left. The road that we are turing onto is a LONG (like 3 mile) perfectly straight and level straight piece of road. Great. While waiting to turn, he looks back at me, and hits his flashers. That's it. Fukker is gonna get it. He stays slow in the right lane, waiting for me to get even with him. I look over and it is the two most dirty, raggedy little punks I have ever seen. Prob 16, hats c0cked, generic rap blacring (in a stock system) So of course I give them a taste of CA fury. Top of 2nd through just after 4 shift. I have about 4 car lengths on him. Kids hit their brakes and make a QUICK left (like locked up the tires). Hopefully I tought em a lesson: Don't screw with cars that go WHOOSH between shifts in your ratted out POS;) I don't normally race, but sometimes it is for the greater good.