It's another saturday night and my friend that drives a zetec focus with intake and exhaust hopped in with me to go pick up some Dairy Queen and visit my girlfriend at work. Anyways on the way home I pull into the left turning lane right behind a nissan 240sx. This car was beautiful, it was obvious the owner really took his time planning the overall look of this car. As we examined the car i noticed a performance exhaust, and I couldnt help but wonder what kind of performance modifications were on the car.
When the light turned greed and we were turning I noticed Modification company decals all the way down his door and figured this guy is for real he must be pretty fast. Then my buddy interupts my thoughts by saying "You should try and see if this guy feels like a race". As he said it he hit a red light. Now I'm still behind him so I was hoping for an opening to get up beside him but as the light turned green he punched so I popped the clutch and took off with him. To my surprise I was gaining on him so I pulled into the left lane and continued gaining on him when I pulled up beside him he let off the gas so I wasnt sure if I had actually pulled him or what because I really didnt expect that outcome. Right after that we hit another redlight but this time he ended up behind me this time because of a car in the other lane. So now it was my turn to pull off the light and his turn to try and pull by me.
Well the light turned green and I stomped on the gas and sure enough so did the guy in the 240sx. He then pulled into the right lane so he could pass but again instead of him passing me I started slowly pulling away as my buddy was yelling how he couldnt believe what was happening. When we hit the third light we were beside each other and I rolled down my window to tell him he had a sick car and give him the thumps. But instead of a return smile he looked pissed, kinda like he couldnt believe what had happened. So he just gave me a dirty look and took off left.
For the rest of the ride home my buddy kept telling how he coudlnt believe that our little cb7's had so much "go" to them.
When the light turned greed and we were turning I noticed Modification company decals all the way down his door and figured this guy is for real he must be pretty fast. Then my buddy interupts my thoughts by saying "You should try and see if this guy feels like a race". As he said it he hit a red light. Now I'm still behind him so I was hoping for an opening to get up beside him but as the light turned green he punched so I popped the clutch and took off with him. To my surprise I was gaining on him so I pulled into the left lane and continued gaining on him when I pulled up beside him he let off the gas so I wasnt sure if I had actually pulled him or what because I really didnt expect that outcome. Right after that we hit another redlight but this time he ended up behind me this time because of a car in the other lane. So now it was my turn to pull off the light and his turn to try and pull by me.
Well the light turned green and I stomped on the gas and sure enough so did the guy in the 240sx. He then pulled into the right lane so he could pass but again instead of him passing me I started slowly pulling away as my buddy was yelling how he couldnt believe what was happening. When we hit the third light we were beside each other and I rolled down my window to tell him he had a sick car and give him the thumps. But instead of a return smile he looked pissed, kinda like he couldnt believe what had happened. So he just gave me a dirty look and took off left.
For the rest of the ride home my buddy kept telling how he coudlnt believe that our little cb7's had so much "go" to them.
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