So I am coming home after some McDonald Hot Fudge Sundaes and chillin with my GF. Two ricers fly by me going about 90. They get next to each other and proceed to slow down so I figure they are going to race. I am a couple of car lengths back. The two cars are an older model Civic and an even older CRX.

I hear the fart cans getting louder as they both step on the gas. I figure eh what the heck. I dont bother downshifting and I am crusing at about 60. I floor it and catch up almost instantly. Pass them going 80-85. Shut it down at 100 as I get off of my exit.

I then call my girlfriend and tell her what happened. Fun stuff.

Uhh... good for you? You beat two slower cars involved in a race that had nothing to do with you. You must be proud.

Well I think it's pretty funny. :smash

I mean just imagine racing a S4, and then all of a sudden a Fly yellow F550 passes you going at least double what you are... not that its happened to me. :devillook

Well I think it's pretty funny. :smash

I mean just imagine racing a S4, and then all of a sudden a Fly yellow F550 passes you going at least double what you are... not that its happened to me. :devillook

Hehe.

If he just likes going fast, that's fine, but if he did it just to put an "outdated Krauter in his place", then you'd think that he's an a$$hole. And you'd be right.