So I'm driving down 301 last night going to see a friend, I'm almost there and I'm getting into the right lane, and see a Mitsubishi lancer ... only it has a fart pipe.. ohwell, I get closer and see this HUGE ALUMINUM RACING WING!!!!!!!!! ... aww man, some dumb kid tore up his nice trunk lid to put this POS spoiler on it because F&F made him think it was cool... Anyhow, I decide to fish a little bit, I can always turn around and go back to my friends place..
I find room and get into the left lane aside from the mitsu ricer, and notice all the windows are rolled up, damn.. he cant hear my turbo spoolin then.. I however Cant get around him into open space because there is a POS ford contour with fart can, and a pos camaro RS going the SAME SPEED down the highway.. they must all be together...hmm!
Now 301 and US41 merge and it becomes 3 lanes, i shoot into the far right lane and get next to the ricer.. hmm this is odd, now ALL the windows are rolled down, and there are two chicks who just lit up cigarettes and have their arms hanging out the window, and they're physically turning their head back to look at me and my car, I just chuckled..
The ricer gets into the left lane, the camaro tries to break the gap so i cant pull in, DENIED. I got right behind the ricer, then the ricer pulls out into open traffic and i follow closely!!!
he's in far right, im in left, and hes speeding his ass off to try and not actually race me, well i'd rather not do 80 in a 45 to catch up to him, so i match his speed and get close to him, scout the area for cops.. then I gave it all she had, and SCARED the PANTS off the ricer, I got right next to him and proceeded to take off.. Damn my tune is not right tonight, I started getting detonation on my gauge
but I smoked by them and put the fear of GOD into them.. and they immediately stopped for the upcomming yellow light 
Damn stupid kids.. lesson being taught, i pull the next right and turn around..
Make's me have the need to play the song from the office space movie, "doesn't it feel good to be a gangsta" ..
I find room and get into the left lane aside from the mitsu ricer, and notice all the windows are rolled up, damn.. he cant hear my turbo spoolin then.. I however Cant get around him into open space because there is a POS ford contour with fart can, and a pos camaro RS going the SAME SPEED down the highway.. they must all be together...hmm!
Now 301 and US41 merge and it becomes 3 lanes, i shoot into the far right lane and get next to the ricer.. hmm this is odd, now ALL the windows are rolled down, and there are two chicks who just lit up cigarettes and have their arms hanging out the window, and they're physically turning their head back to look at me and my car, I just chuckled..
The ricer gets into the left lane, the camaro tries to break the gap so i cant pull in, DENIED. I got right behind the ricer, then the ricer pulls out into open traffic and i follow closely!!!
he's in far right, im in left, and hes speeding his ass off to try and not actually race me, well i'd rather not do 80 in a 45 to catch up to him, so i match his speed and get close to him, scout the area for cops.. then I gave it all she had, and SCARED the PANTS off the ricer, I got right next to him and proceeded to take off.. Damn my tune is not right tonight, I started getting detonation on my gauge
but I smoked by them and put the fear of GOD into them.. and they immediately stopped for the upcomming yellow light Damn stupid kids.. lesson being taught, i pull the next right and turn around..
Make's me have the need to play the song from the office space movie, "doesn't it feel good to be a gangsta" ..
Looks like some competition.
