Bavarian_6shot
10-09-2005, 08:44 PM
1:30am lastnight: I pull out of the warehouse where the Finn's hang out. Pulling out onto 290, I cross traffic and head home.
I'm a little tired, and minding my own business [Going speed limit with the top down.]. I have a 30 mile trip on all backroads. As I start hitting my favorite twisties, a buzzing sound approaches me from the rear accompanied by a set of dim headlamps. Its another one of those stupid ricers. :help I start to get on it [I know these roads and want to play 'round with him].
We get into it, but soon I realize, he's hanging with me. Next, we break onto a LONG straight and I hear him drop a gear... [He's going to pass me?! Well, there IS a passing lane.] Sure enough, he pulls out and lets into it. I drop 3rd @ 45mph, expecting to leave him lookin stoopid. Sure enough, he came to my door and I left 'em.
Round 2, He pulls back out. Same scenario... WTF!? He edges past me and cuts infront, still on it. [sniff sniff, what is that smell!? Nitrous. Are you Kidding.] His exhaust is making my eyes bleed. We're on it, lay down some more twisties and come up to a known police speedtrap. I give him a directional towards a large well lit parking lot and we both turn off. "Sooooo, whats this all about?" "Bone Stock" "BULL" :stickoutt :rolleyes
We get out and start chatting. He pops the hood on this stock looking early 90's Civic HB. SURPRISE!!! Vtec swap, 12:1 compression, 110 oct, CAI, no CATS, piggy backed EMS, and a NX kit. "Could smell you the moment you passed me." Ends up he's a really cool kid with plenty of knowledge on cars. We keep talking and he's riding on 5-way adjustable koni's, lightened it up by gutting the interior, and to top it off tells me he's dyno-ed at "223 hp".
It was fast, but I stuck right on his tail even with the nitrous. :D He said it got really scary @ +120mph.
Summary: Raced a gutted, tuned, nitro-powered Civic Si swap. BUT I DIDN'T GET GUTTED. He had to spray to pull. :D Ended up talking in a parking lot for ~1hr, he was very cool.
I'm a little tired, and minding my own business [Going speed limit with the top down.]. I have a 30 mile trip on all backroads. As I start hitting my favorite twisties, a buzzing sound approaches me from the rear accompanied by a set of dim headlamps. Its another one of those stupid ricers. :help I start to get on it [I know these roads and want to play 'round with him].
We get into it, but soon I realize, he's hanging with me. Next, we break onto a LONG straight and I hear him drop a gear... [He's going to pass me?! Well, there IS a passing lane.] Sure enough, he pulls out and lets into it. I drop 3rd @ 45mph, expecting to leave him lookin stoopid. Sure enough, he came to my door and I left 'em.
Round 2, He pulls back out. Same scenario... WTF!? He edges past me and cuts infront, still on it. [sniff sniff, what is that smell!? Nitrous. Are you Kidding.] His exhaust is making my eyes bleed. We're on it, lay down some more twisties and come up to a known police speedtrap. I give him a directional towards a large well lit parking lot and we both turn off. "Sooooo, whats this all about?" "Bone Stock" "BULL" :stickoutt :rolleyes
We get out and start chatting. He pops the hood on this stock looking early 90's Civic HB. SURPRISE!!! Vtec swap, 12:1 compression, 110 oct, CAI, no CATS, piggy backed EMS, and a NX kit. "Could smell you the moment you passed me." Ends up he's a really cool kid with plenty of knowledge on cars. We keep talking and he's riding on 5-way adjustable koni's, lightened it up by gutting the interior, and to top it off tells me he's dyno-ed at "223 hp".
It was fast, but I stuck right on his tail even with the nitrous. :D He said it got really scary @ +120mph.
Summary: Raced a gutted, tuned, nitro-powered Civic Si swap. BUT I DIDN'T GET GUTTED. He had to spray to pull. :D Ended up talking in a parking lot for ~1hr, he was very cool.