On the way home from a basketball game tonight...I was cruising home all by myself. All of a sudden I see headlights behind me and they are swirving lane to lane. Then the two guys passed me really fast and go in front of me really quick. I was like WTF it's on...so I tailgate them until we head outta the downtown area and some open roads...finally I flip the turn signal on and blast past him from a 55mph roll...he tried to punch it while my turbo sang away and I must have pulled 10 cars on him we I shut down at 110mph. I would slow down and let him catch up and at first he was really slow catching up to me (prolly was scared) but then he tried to pass me again and I boosted another time from a 55mph roll and walked car after car on him like it was nothing...once again I shut down at 100mph.
We got to another town and I let him pass me, the one dude in the passenger seat flipped me off with both fingers and I just shook my head and said "ah let's do this ONE more time shall we?" lol
So again...punched it, turbo roaring at around 16 lbs, I fly past them again and they started way ahead of me...I eventually caught up going at around 80mph and slowly went past them again until I hit 115 this time and I was ahead by a couple car lengths (sensing the engine was roasting hot and power was going down).
We slowed down and they finally turned off next to me into a Wal-mart and the same guy that flipped me off rolled down the window and gave me this nice stare...I rolled down my window as he was turning and yelled out "That Grand Prix ain't ****!" and drove on my business. It was a white GTP supercharged Grand Prix...I believe they have 240 horses FWD.
Now they will prolly go tell their buddies that have 5.0 Mustangs and say "keep on the lookout for this one Monte Carlo we saw" LOL there is no way you can say my car is a Monte because the front windows has "Grand National" decals with the turbo 6 and the checkered flag on it...and the back window says "BUICK"
hahaha gotta love it...made my night
We got to another town and I let him pass me, the one dude in the passenger seat flipped me off with both fingers and I just shook my head and said "ah let's do this ONE more time shall we?" lol
So again...punched it, turbo roaring at around 16 lbs, I fly past them again and they started way ahead of me...I eventually caught up going at around 80mph and slowly went past them again until I hit 115 this time and I was ahead by a couple car lengths (sensing the engine was roasting hot and power was going down).
We slowed down and they finally turned off next to me into a Wal-mart and the same guy that flipped me off rolled down the window and gave me this nice stare...I rolled down my window as he was turning and yelled out "That Grand Prix ain't ****!" and drove on my business. It was a white GTP supercharged Grand Prix...I believe they have 240 horses FWD.
Now they will prolly go tell their buddies that have 5.0 Mustangs and say "keep on the lookout for this one Monte Carlo we saw" LOL there is no way you can say my car is a Monte because the front windows has "Grand National" decals with the turbo 6 and the checkered flag on it...and the back window says "BUICK"
hahaha gotta love it...made my night