Story Time

I cruising I my Icecelle Blue Lancer EVO VI GSR. It's about 11:27 P.M., noone on the intersates of Yokahama, Japan. When a Supra TT pulls up behind me and flashs his high beams. He pulls beside me, I nodd my head and we're off. I shift from 3rd to 4th listening to the sweet sound of my blow-off valve. I'm edging forward, redline gota shift. I throw it into 5th hoping he would give up. Pulling farther away, he begines to fall behind. Finally slowing down, he pulls of the interstate. I turn around and follow him. He pulls into a gas station. I follow, pulling aside him. We talk, telling each other the after-market parts on our cars. Then he asks me if I wanted to follow him to the "SPOT". The place where most of the street races happen. "Some of the races are if you lose the race you lose your car, " he said. SWEET!, maybe I could get me another car tonight. So I agree, I follow him there and....


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. . . and as if the thrill of driving a turbo weren't enough for my body, my adrenaline pumps triple time as we roll up on what has got to be the best kept secret since Area 51 . . . imports and domestics alike line both sides of a long straight in the abandoned factory district. A few tense stares lets me know that I have the first Lancer to drive down this outlaw 1320 . . . either that or the huge wing on the back has just been mistaken for rice.

I hope that's what it is . . . then I will gladly call a buddy or two to follow me home in my new prizes . . . that M3 with "everything" looks good . . . or maybe I'll take that pristine 510 . . . my clutch foot begins to tingle . . . and I wait . . .

then i race a kid with nos on his bicycle. i drop the clutch and he pulls up his kickstand. we're pretty even all the way up to third gear(12th gear for him). halfway through the race now and he hits the button on his handlebars and he rockets away with his nos. he finishes at least 2 seconds ahead of me. he strapped his bike onto my big spoiler and drives off in my lancer evo VI GSR. then the dude in the supra just laughed at me.