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My Civic Creed
This is my civic. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My civic is my best friend. It is my life. I must master, customizing, tuning, caring, driving, racing, building, and mantaining it as I master my life. My civic, without me is useless, unless sold or traded. Without my civic, I am useless, unless I get another 1, or sold it. But without posession of a proper Honda I am nothing. I must shift my gears true. I must drive and look better than any hater or thief trying to hate on me or follow me home. I must outsmart and be better than the hater or theif, before they can hate on my whip, or steal my baby! I will... If my civic seems to be in harm, even if it is a foreign 3 year old who throws a ball at it, I must crush them. I will... If a theif is seen around my civic or looking at it, I must go to extreme measures within inches of the law, involving torture and pitbulls and really hot sharp tools. I will...
My civic and I know that what counts in a race is not the re do's because of people "mis-shifting", or "VTEC not kicking in", or "tires are bad", or any other excuse. We also know when we are stunting our shit, ricers are our enemy's, so we must not be a ricer. We must stay clean, must try to get rare JDM goody's to seperate us from any other civic, and zip ties and electrical tape can be our med-kit.
My civic is a sexy ass female human, because it is my life. Thus I will learn it as my chick. I will learn its weakness, its strength, its parts, its accesories, its tuning needs, shift points, and its motor. I will keep my civic clean, tuned, and ready. Even as I may not be clean, I will be tuned and ready. We will become part of eachother. We will...
Before God I swear this creed. My Honda and I are the best defenders of our JDM culture. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life. So be it, Until victory comes to the JDM culture, and there is no ricer!
This is my civic. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My civic is my best friend. It is my life. I must master, customizing, tuning, caring, driving, racing, building, and mantaining it as I master my life. My civic, without me is useless, unless sold or traded. Without my civic, I am useless, unless I get another 1, or sold it. But without posession of a proper Honda I am nothing. I must shift my gears true. I must drive and look better than any hater or thief trying to hate on me or follow me home. I must outsmart and be better than the hater or theif, before they can hate on my whip, or steal my baby! I will... If my civic seems to be in harm, even if it is a foreign 3 year old who throws a ball at it, I must crush them. I will... If a theif is seen around my civic or looking at it, I must go to extreme measures within inches of the law, involving torture and pitbulls and really hot sharp tools. I will...
My civic and I know that what counts in a race is not the re do's because of people "mis-shifting", or "VTEC not kicking in", or "tires are bad", or any other excuse. We also know when we are stunting our shit, ricers are our enemy's, so we must not be a ricer. We must stay clean, must try to get rare JDM goody's to seperate us from any other civic, and zip ties and electrical tape can be our med-kit.
My civic is a sexy ass female human, because it is my life. Thus I will learn it as my chick. I will learn its weakness, its strength, its parts, its accesories, its tuning needs, shift points, and its motor. I will keep my civic clean, tuned, and ready. Even as I may not be clean, I will be tuned and ready. We will become part of eachother. We will...
Before God I swear this creed. My Honda and I are the best defenders of our JDM culture. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life. So be it, Until victory comes to the JDM culture, and there is no ricer!
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Last edited by Skullbiz; Oct 29, 2009 at 07:05 AM.
It says zip ties and electrical tape as a med-kit. Which does not make it an oxymoron. Just because your car is clean doesn't mean zip ties can't be used in emergency situations. You obviously must have no life if all you can do is sit down and try and decipher a thread stating your douche bag opinions. Your internet girlfriend might be getting jealous, should probably get back to your excuse of a life.
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