cliffhanger407
03-29-2007, 12:29 PM
I'm driving back to Atlanta from North Carolina, and I'm on US-64 somewhere between Raleigh and Charlotte. It's a corridor that has stoplights every few miles.
Anyway, I'm at cruising speed when this Civic passes me on the left. A civic with... mustang logos on the side. And a fartcan. The car sounds like a mix between a sewing machine and a blown out sub. Anyway, he slows down and maintains speed alongside me. I'm thinking... what's the point and just keep cruise control on. He keeps doing the jump-forward-like-we're-going-to-race dance until we get to the next light.
By the time we get there, it's red and he just lays on it revving his engine at this red light. I figure... wtf, might as well get rid of this fool. When the light turns green, I just let all of my beastly 190hp loose. I shut it down at about 70 when I was up by probably 3-4 car lengths and just got back up to cruising speed. It took him a little bit, but he blew past me in traditional pissed-off loser fashion.
Anyway, I'm at cruising speed when this Civic passes me on the left. A civic with... mustang logos on the side. And a fartcan. The car sounds like a mix between a sewing machine and a blown out sub. Anyway, he slows down and maintains speed alongside me. I'm thinking... what's the point and just keep cruise control on. He keeps doing the jump-forward-like-we're-going-to-race dance until we get to the next light.
By the time we get there, it's red and he just lays on it revving his engine at this red light. I figure... wtf, might as well get rid of this fool. When the light turns green, I just let all of my beastly 190hp loose. I shut it down at about 70 when I was up by probably 3-4 car lengths and just got back up to cruising speed. It took him a little bit, but he blew past me in traditional pissed-off loser fashion.