Ricer Lancer
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Ricer Lancer
So this is the most I've gotten to play around in awhile, I'm enjoying it :v
On the way home from work today, I ran up beside this riced-up Lancer- decent green paint, but it had the park-bench wing, a sitcker for Magnaflow exhaust- whether he actually had it or not, I dunno, but it was something loud :v
Anyway I look over at him a few times, back to the lights and etc- and decide I'll just have a little fun.
As it turns out he planned on racing also, but my start was delayed 'cause of a last-minute left turn by a minivan- I launched from about a car length and a half behind him, reeled him in and by the next red light a block later, had him at my door. This time all was clear, so we both took off at the same time- I pulled ahead right away and let off the gas about two carlengths ahead of him.
Ricer flyby~
We pull up again at the next red light and he's got his window down- and this is the conversation that followed:
Him: What do you got in that thing?
Me: 305.
Him: What year is it?
Me: '87
Him: Stock?
Me: All stock *grins*
Him: That's a damn nice looking car.
Me: Thank you. :3
Him: I've seen a few of them around, but none as nice as that.
Me: Thank you. :3
I was gonna comment on how he had some nice rice there, but after those compliments, how could I? :v
I took off again after the light changed, but he didn't go for it- turned left at the next block.
And all of this was immediately in front of a C3 Corvette Stingray- the driver of which gave a big grin, wave and a honk as he passed me by later on
On the way home from work today, I ran up beside this riced-up Lancer- decent green paint, but it had the park-bench wing, a sitcker for Magnaflow exhaust- whether he actually had it or not, I dunno, but it was something loud :v
Anyway I look over at him a few times, back to the lights and etc- and decide I'll just have a little fun.
As it turns out he planned on racing also, but my start was delayed 'cause of a last-minute left turn by a minivan- I launched from about a car length and a half behind him, reeled him in and by the next red light a block later, had him at my door. This time all was clear, so we both took off at the same time- I pulled ahead right away and let off the gas about two carlengths ahead of him.
Ricer flyby~
We pull up again at the next red light and he's got his window down- and this is the conversation that followed:
Him: What do you got in that thing?
Me: 305.
Him: What year is it?
Me: '87
Him: Stock?
Me: All stock *grins*
Him: That's a damn nice looking car.
Me: Thank you. :3
Him: I've seen a few of them around, but none as nice as that.
Me: Thank you. :3
I was gonna comment on how he had some nice rice there, but after those compliments, how could I? :v
I took off again after the light changed, but he didn't go for it- turned left at the next block.
And all of this was immediately in front of a C3 Corvette Stingray- the driver of which gave a big grin, wave and a honk as he passed me by later on
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RE: Ricer Lancer
You get to have all the fun, nobody wants to race my car. Well, there is one, this guy with a bright red vette loves to get on my tail, and fly by. Someday he'll do that when I have my built v6 done and alot of laughing gas
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