Originally Posted by WarBoom

I love it!! Every ricer in the world loves to race vettes.
There is no way around it you can be driving and they will do a u-turn to catch up. Just like last night.
I was leavin the Hooters off of 60 in Brandon with my buddy Nick.
And sittin at the light at Kings and a weedeater, sorry, I mean a WRX, a fairly new one too, pulled up next to me and started hittin the trigger on his fart can called an exhaust, trying to spool up his hairdrier called a "Turbo" by the local Riceaholics.
Nick told me to go easy on him, he know not what he do.
The cars goin across 60 stopped and the Rex gunned his engine. I brought mine to around 2500 the FM 44s were a rumblin.
The the green came and I let go.
The Rex didnt even have a chance he was 1 then 2 then 5 then 8 then 12 cars behind me bye the time i hit 90 and had to stop at the next light.
He pulled up next to me and rolled his window down.
And Nick rolled down his.
And the little Rex'r kid asked Nick "What that car have in it?"
And Nick promptly answered "Id say bout 4 of ur cars minus the sissiness"
And he got pissed and hit the trig on his fart machine again, and took off at the green.
I gave him about 3 cars and then gunned it.
And he had about 2 seconds of his life that he could say he was beating a vette.
I evened up with him and smiled and waved and then pulled away like I was out for a Sunday drive. The whole time all i heard was the turbo wind up and the blowoff purge from the Rex until he disappeared into the mists where all ricers come out of to prey on unsuspecting soccer moms.

This is all fictional and the cops know it certainly didnt happen around 1130 in Brandon. So bye bye Ricers Til Next Time.