Got home from college a few weeks ago, and with my working 55 hours a week, I haven't had time to do anything, especially street racing or going to the local hangouts. Well I gave a buddy of mine a ride home from work, and this maxima comes flying off the off ramp. I guess he heard the BOV, or just saw the intercooler, but this "gangsta" white guy driving the maxima tells me "turbos ain't shit" and "your car is slow". well the kid riding with me tends to have a big mouth, and is in love with trucks. Happens to be a big deisel next to me, and he tells the maxima his car is slow and the deisel will smoke all of us. well lights turns green, my buddy yells at me to go, maxima already jumped it, so i gunned it. just as I blew by the maxima the deisel flew by me. Turns out the maxima was turbod and he looked like a fool with his girl in the car, the deisel smoked me.
5 minutes later a beretta i think tries to race me. he tears off from a redlight we were at, i wasn't thinking, just driving normally, my friends screams at me "what are you doing???" so i floor it and blew past that car. Dropped my buddy off, on my way home, and this camaro with 2 punks in it are doing the speed up slow down thing next to me. I hit a red light with him, and the passenger says "your turbo is spooling but you still ain't fast". My reply "I don't care I'm not racing". So we continue, im behind them. the keep speeding up slowing down, then they decided to slow down to the speed of another car so i couldn't pass, the other car turned and I continue on my merry way, then as i turn off he shouts, "your car is a piece of shit".
The first race was fun, the last bit was a rant about how I hate cocky domestic drivers, and this kid just had the muffler cut off. Just the most racing ive done in about 10 months
5 minutes later a beretta i think tries to race me. he tears off from a redlight we were at, i wasn't thinking, just driving normally, my friends screams at me "what are you doing???" so i floor it and blew past that car. Dropped my buddy off, on my way home, and this camaro with 2 punks in it are doing the speed up slow down thing next to me. I hit a red light with him, and the passenger says "your turbo is spooling but you still ain't fast". My reply "I don't care I'm not racing". So we continue, im behind them. the keep speeding up slowing down, then they decided to slow down to the speed of another car so i couldn't pass, the other car turned and I continue on my merry way, then as i turn off he shouts, "your car is a piece of shit".
The first race was fun, the last bit was a rant about how I hate cocky domestic drivers, and this kid just had the muffler cut off. Just the most racing ive done in about 10 months
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