****WARNING****
What I did was stupid. Yes, I know.
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On with the show...
Well, somewhat as a celebration, but probably moreseo to vent some frustration (stupid girls
), I jumped into my car for a cruise today after my last exam.
The town of Holland is LITTERED with disusting specimens of rice. They come out of the woodwork, and they ALWAYS think they are hard. A couple days ago, it was a 1st gen N/A DSM that came calling. Every day it gets more annoying... I cannot wait to move out of here.
Today, it was a neon yellow Civic with green flames painted on the hood. The wheels were bare "to save weight" and it has a horrendous sounding fart can on back.
I was at a light turning left, when I see this tool in my rear-view mirror... he notices my car, and switches across lanes to get behind me. Right as we turn at the light, he begins the ricer fly-by. He flies past and stays speeding, as if he was daring me to catch him. He was doing 65 in a 45. My emotions had begun to get the better of me. So I reeled him in, and a stoplight stopped us. He turned right, and he immediately gunned it. Now I am pissed... this guy isn't even going to give it a fair race??? FINE, I AM GOING TO DESTROY HIM. So I did. I violated him. Bad, real bad. Just to show my disgust for him, and to rub it in, I turned on my 4-ways, to signal how bad I just owned him when I was about 15 cars in front...
...then I see it. Here comes the infamous ricer fly-by. This is where my emotions took over. No way in hell was I going to let this moron take back a shred of respectability. (This is also where it got stupid... if you are faint of heart, you probably don't want to continue reading.) I let him get a run on me... and I waited until he was almost up to me, at about 70 mph... and I slammed it down in to third. I drove it to the top of third. And I kept going. I am not sure how high I pulled 4th... but he was another 5 to 10 cars back when I was finished... I held up my right middle finger in plain view out my rear-view window and held it there to make sure he knew how much I appreciated his stupid, arrogant, ricer challenege.
I am getting more and more tired day by day of these ricer idiot tools. I know it isn't smart to drive when you are angry or emotional, but I did it today. Luckily, I am here to tell you about it... and no one was injured. It wasn't smart, and I don't make a habit of doing it, but emotions can run high some times... anyway... I hope you appreciate the kill story for what it is.
I LOVE the fact that I stopped his stupid fly-by.
What I did was stupid. Yes, I know.
****************
On with the show...
Well, somewhat as a celebration, but probably moreseo to vent some frustration (stupid girls

The town of Holland is LITTERED with disusting specimens of rice. They come out of the woodwork, and they ALWAYS think they are hard. A couple days ago, it was a 1st gen N/A DSM that came calling. Every day it gets more annoying... I cannot wait to move out of here.
Today, it was a neon yellow Civic with green flames painted on the hood. The wheels were bare "to save weight" and it has a horrendous sounding fart can on back.
I was at a light turning left, when I see this tool in my rear-view mirror... he notices my car, and switches across lanes to get behind me. Right as we turn at the light, he begins the ricer fly-by. He flies past and stays speeding, as if he was daring me to catch him. He was doing 65 in a 45. My emotions had begun to get the better of me. So I reeled him in, and a stoplight stopped us. He turned right, and he immediately gunned it. Now I am pissed... this guy isn't even going to give it a fair race??? FINE, I AM GOING TO DESTROY HIM. So I did. I violated him. Bad, real bad. Just to show my disgust for him, and to rub it in, I turned on my 4-ways, to signal how bad I just owned him when I was about 15 cars in front...
...then I see it. Here comes the infamous ricer fly-by. This is where my emotions took over. No way in hell was I going to let this moron take back a shred of respectability. (This is also where it got stupid... if you are faint of heart, you probably don't want to continue reading.) I let him get a run on me... and I waited until he was almost up to me, at about 70 mph... and I slammed it down in to third. I drove it to the top of third. And I kept going. I am not sure how high I pulled 4th... but he was another 5 to 10 cars back when I was finished... I held up my right middle finger in plain view out my rear-view window and held it there to make sure he knew how much I appreciated his stupid, arrogant, ricer challenege.
I am getting more and more tired day by day of these ricer idiot tools. I know it isn't smart to drive when you are angry or emotional, but I did it today. Luckily, I am here to tell you about it... and no one was injured. It wasn't smart, and I don't make a habit of doing it, but emotions can run high some times... anyway... I hope you appreciate the kill story for what it is.
I LOVE the fact that I stopped his stupid fly-by.
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