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My DSM VS Riced out Del Sol
So my sister works with this guy that owns a del sol (non vtec with 100 hp). I notice his car one day when I saw it parked. I looked inside and found a huge aftermarket tach w/shift light and racing seats with harnesses. Give me a godamn break I think to myself. You really need harnesses when your car can barely make it to highway speed... And you know that aftermarket tach comes in handy when you're drag racing geos and cant afford to miss a shift... So I tell my sister what a piece of crap his car is and she relays the message to him. Well apparently he saw me driving my eclipse (GSX), and didn't know that it was just my soon-to-be daily driver. So he tells my sister that his car could apparently beat my car (I'm assuming he thought it was a non-turbo eclipse), and has my sister call me and tell me that he wants to race after he gets off work. I gladly accept. She also passed on the message that my car is a bigger piece of crap than his. I assumed he was talking about my pretty ugly eclipse, not my sprayed v8 mustang, or my boosted and sprayed CRX.
So he gets off work and we decide to meet at the popular racing spot. He has one of his buddies with him and I'm all by my lonesome. So we line up at the starting line and his buddy gets of the car and gets up to call the race. As he gets up there I back up about 5 cars, figuring I will humiliate this guy. So they finally figure out what I'm doing and the guy raises and drops his hands, starting the race. I don't even bother doing a good high rev launch that my AWD driveline is capable of. After about 2 seconds I am right up on him and pulling like a mule. By the time I cross the finish like I had him by about 15 cars. He immediately turns around to go home, apparently not willing to take shit-talking i was about to distribute.
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I apparently don't have a car.
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