This all happened in my 1992 dodge diesel dually. Im cruising up Rte 309 in the right lane, doing about 50 or so and a 4 door Accord goes flyin by me with a fart pipe whaling. He stops for a red light and I casually roll up next to him. Im looking in the car to see what kind of a ding dong is piloting this obviously performance oriented laugh: ) car. The car is an automatic but has a monster tach with a shift light ou: . So hes got it in nuetral revvin the piss out of it and Ive just got my foot on the brake with my other foot slightly on the brake till I hear that familiar whistle. Light turns green and I floor it squeaking all 4 rear tires, leaving a cloud of diesel smoke back at the intersection. I can hear the fart pipe of the honda over the exhaust of my truck, along with the WHOOSH of the turbo from inside my truck with the windows up. I shut it down at about 60 and rice boy come whizzing past me from about 4 car lengths back and throws on the hazzards like he won or something. And guess who I saw pulled over about 2 miles up the road? That same 4 door accord with the monster exhaust and mongoloid behind the wheel. :moonu: :laugh: ________ COLORADO MEDICAL MARIJUANA DISPENSARIES
Ah 309, thats a nice little highway. Mygrain, you ever been on that stretch of 209 between Stroudsburg and I think Lehighton, or maybe its between Lehighton and Pottsville, I can't remember. That real nice straightaway for what seems like at least a mile or two. Thats the fastest I've ever gone on that road, about 90-95, in the 225, then I backed off. Ended up driving to just outside Harrisburg that day with my buddy. I miss thouse days, when we would just get in the car and drive from Bethlehem to Harrisburg and back, just because we could and there was nothing better to do.
Its a great highway. I know the area youre talking about, yeah, smooth flat and straight. Its a great ride on my harley. I frequent those areas in the summer. ________ SelenaCutie
I got an infamous "RICER FLYBY" last night here in Little Rock. I was driving my hopped up little 72 Datsun and some newer Civic EX was next to me at the light. I waited till I hit 2nd gear to get on the gas, and he did the same. I started leaving him back further and further the faster we went, but there was a car coming up in my lane when I was hitting about 80, so I stopped racing, and slowed down, since I didn't want to just cut the Honda off, plus I won anyway. I would've probly had enough room to get over, but didn't want to chance it. So he keeps going balls out and then turns on his 4 way flashers like he won, even though I pulled away from him througout the entire race until I hit my brakes! Even though I won and everything, it still pissed me off that he did that....thinking he won or something. Now he'll go around the Air Force Base talkin trash about beating my Datsun....I guess I'll just have to wait till next time, or better yet challenge him on the strip. Either way these Ricer Flyby's are a joke. Maybe I should just trample him with my Sport Wagon...that'd probably hurt him more getting beat by a wagon. See ya later -Andrew
yea yea, i hate that, if i ever race off the lights i win then when i start to get going to fast for the road ill slow down. a few seconds later the guy alway coms flyin buy thinkin hes won. i hate ppl like that.its happend to me against a culass 442. we were both at the lights so i sqeel the tires a little, not trying to race or nothin.then the next set of lights he starts revin the **** outa the cutlass. it turns green so i was just doing some shamelous tire sqeeelin the hole way an i still kicked his ass then i slow dwn to the speed limit and he flys by me.about 2 minuts later i parked right beside him at superstore.we get out at the same time and hes smileing at me like he kicked my ass or somethin. all i have to say is...bastard....by the way i got a 71 skylark 350
I always tap my brake pedal a few times instead of just letting off the gas. That way they know I was slowing down.
The funny thing about these retards with the hazards is that you could have it nailed from NY to San Francisco with him right behind you and when you let off the gas just before launching into the Pacific Ocean, that wipe would turn on his hazards as he flew by you off a cliff and still truly think he won. Their problem is that they think the race ends when THEY want it to end, not when you actually win. Posers.
The same thing happened to me the other weekend when I was out in my Z. I was cruising down I-83 towards York between old exits 11 and 12 (nice long, flat stretch) about 1 am when I see a pack of rice in my rearview mirror. It was an old beat up RX-7 and a Honda Civic w/ the usual treatment. The RX-7 flew past me, but the Civic got beside me and started getting on the gas quick so I would get the idea he wanted to go. I dropped it into 3rd and took it up to about 90 and had multiple bus lengths on him, then about 1/2 mile later out of nowhere he flies past me and throws on his flashers. What a moron!
When a Ricer gets beat by a truck that is supposed to be used to haul things that must be embarassing for them. But I think they consider a race over when someone slows down. Steve
