There I was back at the strip for another weekend cruise. Marshall and I went out looking for some ladies to hang out with. We were pretty successful, met some pretty hot girls in a jeep. But this isn't about meeting gals. It's about me killing Three Typical ricers. A Civic Hatchback, Accord Coupe, and an Integra (only worthy race this night). These were all rolling start races, no digs.
1st Victim: Late 80's-early 90's Civic Hatchback.
Gauges Galor, and one loud as Hell exhaust. I called him a Firecracker after hearing his exhaust. Loud boom, but that's all its good for, just noisy.
This guy was your very typical Ricer. Doing fly-by's to everyone, slowing down, revving his exhaust and repeating once again. I noticed his take offs were weaker then hell, so I decided to put him in his place. He came along side me, and Marshall gave him a thumbs up. The guy was a complete Douche. Just gave us this hard ass look like he was gonna smoke my Civic. So I put it into 2nd and waited for him to jump. As soon as he did I took off and Hit the end of 2nd and was a car length on him. Marsh said he didn't even gain on me. So I let off and we stopped at a light. He rolled passed and yelled to his friend in the Teg, "Hey Teg, look out! He's got Vtec!"
Douche. Marshall turned away trying not to laugh in his face.
2nd Victim: Early 90's Accord Coupe, Exhaust and with a whole lotta neon galor. Looked like he was rollin on Las Vegas itself.
We all went to the end of the Strip and flipped around together. I could see that the guy in the Civic's friends wanted a peice of my civic. So the guy in the accord rolled up and gave me a nod. Marshall and him had a little conversation. Said his friend was a Douche so don't worry. I laughed along with Marsh. So he wanted to go. He pointed forward and I nodded. He dropped a gear and took off, I left it in 3rd and went. I stayed with him and once I hit about 5k rpm's I slowly past him. He slowed down and waved. I guess signalling he was done. The Civic driver flew past us and held out his hands like "We give up". Douche Ricer...Moving on.
3rd Victim: 95 Integra, just an exhaust as well. It was the RS model. I had raced this guy two weeks ago and he was loaded with Friends so I won easily. No contest with him.
He was driving with his women and came up on my side. She looked over and smiled at me and Marsh. Not too hot. Flat out Pug-ugly. He rolled down his window and gave me a thumbs up. He was pretty cool. Not like the Civic Dude. So he asked if I wanted to give it ago. I waved and dropped it into 2nd. He did the same and He counted off. 3, 2, 1 Go! We both punched it and it was really close. 2nd we were close and when 3rd hit I pulled up on him by a nose. Once again when I hit about 5500 rpms I pulled and hit 4th, he gave up. I slowed down and me and Marsh waved. He did the same and once again his Douche bag friend flew by us again. So I decided to end his session. I pulled up, Revved the engine, and he took off. I caught up easily, flew by him and gave him a thumbs down. Marsh and I left the strip and met up with the girls we met earlier.
Pretty eventful night. 3 kills, well technically 4, but I didn't car much for the Civic to consider it a kill. Well, you guys know I love Detail so I hope you enjoy another story. I'm going out to race once again tonight so maybe I'll have another story tomorrow to tell. I'm going to try and get Marsh's Camera, so we can get some vids of our races. Well, hope to have something for you guys tomorrow. Late...
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11-06-2004, 05:31 PM
Ricer, Ricer, Ricer= Kill, Kill, Kill
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