Another ricer story....
#1
Another ricer story....
So I'm driving my beater home tonight, and low and behold, a yellow older civic si with an exhaust wants to play. Naturally, we end up at a stop light after a few miles, and I figure why not. I'm in my 99 Neon R/T, with the dumbed down trans for better gas mileage, the worst alignment I've ever seen, a bad wheel bearing, and 400 lbs of passengers, along with another 150 lbs of parts in the trunk.
We take off at the light, and I run out first and 2nd, keeping more than a car lead. Get going about 60, and I let off.
At the next light, he rolls the window down. He has to make sure that the obligatory ricer excuse is inserted. "I don't have a 3rd gear, man!" At this point I really have to laugh, seeing as we didn't get going fast enough to even need to use 3rd.
We take off at the light, and I run out first and 2nd, keeping more than a car lead. Get going about 60, and I let off.
At the next light, he rolls the window down. He has to make sure that the obligatory ricer excuse is inserted. "I don't have a 3rd gear, man!" At this point I really have to laugh, seeing as we didn't get going fast enough to even need to use 3rd.
#5
RE: Another ricer story....
The funny part is that in the car's condition, and the weight I had in it, I would probably have had trouble getting a 16 out of it. Beating a Honda in a 17 second car is just too funny.