OMG! Someone wanted to race ME!?!?!?!?!

[Whumbachumba]

Let me remind you of my econoish car. 2001 Accord EX v6 four-door.

Onto the story:

Well, I was coming home from dropping my brother off at his house since his car is in the shop. I was going down a 2-lane road, normal 9-o'clock traffic. About 5 cars on our side of the road. I'm driving like I would in traffic, not to hard on the gas, stay a little of a ways behind the car infront of me, the normal safety driving. Well, the car infront off me ends up being too slow for my liking, about 5 under the limit, so I switch lanes and floor it around them. Not the most responsive in 3rd. I get around them and the car I pull up to at the light is a recent VW Bettle convertible N/A. I snicker to myself because they all three of the people in there are white and are listening to rap music and trying to dance to it. (You know these people, they're are just as many of them as there are ricers.) So, I just sit there, windows down, ac off, sun-roof slanted open, how I normally drive in the city.

I started to smell something different, possibly drugs, which would explain their weirdness. So, I'm sitting at the light waiting for it to turn green, it does. I quickly switch my foot from brake to gas and give it about 1/3 throttle till I'm about the speed limit which is 35. I took them at the light easily because neither of us were racing. But, at that point in time, I was atleast 2 cars ahead of them. Glancing in my rear view mirror, I see them starting to gain on me. I keep watching and when they get to my rear bumper, I wot it because I knew the auto had already gone into 3rd and the response would be slow.

When the rpms finally got up to 3k, there where maybe half a car ahead of me and we were about 45 at the moment. I kept WOTing it as did they. I start gaining on them till about 65 which we started to slow down for the light ahead. Through the braking process, I actually got past them and stopped. They end up pulling up next to me and the guy in the back seat yells something, but I couldn't hear because I was listening to my classic rock.

Well, during all this, I was the ever-so-common ford lights in my rearviews and knew it was a mustang. Big whoop to me. As I turned left into the right lane, the mustang follows, just like they had been the whole time. Anyways, they follow me till I turn left down my favorite street to drive in all of Lewisville. Through they whole street till the stop sign with is about 1/2 mile down the road they follow me. Right before they get to it, they lane switch like typical impatient people. As I had arrived first, I left first since I didn't plan on racing against what I believed to be a stock v6 late 90's stang. Anyways, I go about 20 over the bump, which is about as fast as you can go over it. Once I get past, 3/4 throttle till 40 which is the speed limit. I then drop the throttle down till I'm on it just enough to stay at 40.

Coasting down, I knew they were behind me...or were they... VRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Ricer flyby. And from all cars, it was a GT Mustang. As they ended up about 5 car lengths infront of me, I heard the exhaust open and clear up. I laugh to myself because it was such a nice car (for ford) doing a fly by. Anyways, I just sit there coasting to the light where they turn, and I keep going straigt to Mr. Curvy Road.

Cliffnotes:
New VW Bettle Conv. N/A tried to race me
GT Mustang ricer fly byd me.

Just a side question since we actually were racing. If the bettle and I had actually gone from a stop, who would have been more likely to win?

[CassiesMan]

Originally Posted by Whumbachumba

Let me remind you of my econoish car. 2001 Accord EX v6 four-door.

Onto the story:

Well, I was coming home from dropping my brother off at his house since his car is in the shop. I was going down a 2-lane road, normal 9-o'clock traffic. About 5 cars on our side of the road. I'm driving like I would in traffic, not to hard on the gas, stay a little of a ways behind the car infront of me, the normal safety driving. Well, the car infront off me ends up being too slow for my liking, about 5 under the limit, so I switch lanes and floor it around them. Not the most responsive in 3rd. I get around them and the car I pull up to at the light is a recent VW Bettle convertible N/A. I snicker to myself because they all three of the people in there are white and are listening to rap music and trying to dance to it. (You know these people, they're are just as many of them as there are ricers.) So, I just sit there, windows down, ac off, sun-roof slanted open, how I normally drive in the city.

I started to smell something different, possibly drugs, which would explain their weirdness. So, I'm sitting at the light waiting for it to turn green, it does. I quickly switch my foot from brake to gas and give it about 1/3 throttle till I'm about the speed limit which is 35. I took them at the light easily because neither of us were racing. But, at that point in time, I was atleast 2 cars ahead of them. Glancing in my rear view mirror, I see them starting to gain on me. I keep watching and when they get to my rear bumper, I wot it because I knew the auto had already gone into 3rd and the response would be slow.

When the rpms finally got up to 3k, there where maybe half a car ahead of me and we were about 45 at the moment. I kept WOTing it as did they. I start gaining on them till about 65 which we started to slow down for the light ahead. Through the braking process, I actually got past them and stopped. They end up pulling up next to me and the guy in the back seat yells something, but I couldn't hear because I was listening to my classic rock.

Well, during all this, I was the ever-so-common ford lights in my rearviews and knew it was a mustang. Big whoop to me. As I turned left into the right lane, the mustang follows, just like they had been the whole time. Anyways, they follow me till I turn left down my favorite street to drive in all of Lewisville. Through they whole street till the stop sign with is about 1/2 mile down the road they follow me. Right before they get to it, they lane switch like typical impatient people. As I had arrived first, I left first since I didn't plan on racing against what I believed to be a stock v6 late 90's stang. Anyways, I go about 20 over the bump, which is about as fast as you can go over it. Once I get past, 3/4 throttle till 40 which is the speed limit. I then drop the throttle down till I'm on it just enough to stay at 40.

Coasting down, I knew they were behind me...or were they... VRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Ricer flyby. And from all cars, it was a GT Mustang. As they ended up about 5 car lengths infront of me, I heard the exhaust open and clear up. I laugh to myself because it was such a nice car (for ford) doing a fly by. Anyways, I just sit there coasting to the light where they turn, and I keep going straigt to Mr. Curvy Road.

Cliffnotes:
New VW Bettle Conv. N/A tried to race me
GT Mustang ricer fly byd me.

Just a side question since we actually were racing. If the bettle and I had actually gone from a stop, who would have been more likely to win?

The drugies in Trainding day used a vW Beetle