This poem is funny - If you're not offended easily
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I saw this on Superhonda:
Here you go, this one's from our friends in the Corvette forum, gotta give it to em this is pretty funny, as long as you're not a ricer I guess:
Twas the night before Christmas and caught at the light,
Was a domestic V8 with no cops in sight,
I will try, I will try, I will try this small motor,
To beat this Corvette, even with its big stroker,
As the light goes green and I pull like no joke,
The Corvette erupts in a cloud of tire smoke,
Now Smasher, now Revver, now Stroker, now Blitzin,
These are the names of my four VTEC pistons,
Racing ahead I'm the Star of the action,
But I know I'm in trouble when that V8 gets traction,
Grabbing second I hear the RPM sing,
My mirror is blocked by my Shopping Cart Wing,
I now hear the roar of that big monster rat gaining,
All I can do is keep that four-banger straining,
In a second the shockwave hits with a blast,
And my stickers go flying, a thing of the past,
Don't bother with third, cause now it's too late,
Just try to act cool like you can relate,
Looking up at the taillights as they get smaller,
The driver backs off just to give me a holler,
"You can't win them all", he says in fling,
"You may not win any, in that silly thing",
I smiled and revved as he pulled out of sight,
With my new mods tomorrow...it will be a close fight.
Here you go, this one's from our friends in the Corvette forum, gotta give it to em this is pretty funny, as long as you're not a ricer I guess:
Twas the night before Christmas and caught at the light,
Was a domestic V8 with no cops in sight,
I will try, I will try, I will try this small motor,
To beat this Corvette, even with its big stroker,
As the light goes green and I pull like no joke,
The Corvette erupts in a cloud of tire smoke,
Now Smasher, now Revver, now Stroker, now Blitzin,
These are the names of my four VTEC pistons,
Racing ahead I'm the Star of the action,
But I know I'm in trouble when that V8 gets traction,
Grabbing second I hear the RPM sing,
My mirror is blocked by my Shopping Cart Wing,
I now hear the roar of that big monster rat gaining,
All I can do is keep that four-banger straining,
In a second the shockwave hits with a blast,
And my stickers go flying, a thing of the past,
Don't bother with third, cause now it's too late,
Just try to act cool like you can relate,
Looking up at the taillights as they get smaller,
The driver backs off just to give me a holler,
"You can't win them all", he says in fling,
"You may not win any, in that silly thing",
I smiled and revved as he pulled out of sight,
With my new mods tomorrow...it will be a close fight.
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Vettes used to get stolen a lot. I remember a story a few years ago about a guy that had his car stolen so many times that he finally installed a fuel shut off valve under the dash. When he parked the car he shut off the gas. The car could be jumped, started and driven for about a half-block before the carb bowl would run dry. At that point the frustrated thief would abandon the Vette and book. Then, when the guy would come out for his car, he looked up and down the block 'til he saw his car. He'd walk to the car, get in, turn on the fuel and drive off. Fortunately, this was before the days of carjacking and concealed gun permits.
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