About 30 minutes ago, I'd dropped off my bro and made my way back home. Was on Brooklyn Blvd (by the Honda dealer for those that are local) and took the 94E entrance, right when I'd pulled onto the hwy and merged in I'd hear a badass bov. Looked over to my left and there it was, a silver MR . At this point he was about a car ahead, I got along side with him and gave him the "wut up dawg" nodd and he'd returned the same. I know he'd wanted to play cuz he dropped gear and I'd heard his loud ass bov (you turbo guys know this sound perfectly, pssssh vtttt vtttttt vtttttttttt), I'd dropped it down to 3rd@60mph and we're off. All through 3rd he'd gained half a car, shift to 4th and he just took off like I was in reverse!!! Top off 4th and he's about 3 bus length on me, I'd flashed him to slow down and I gave him the as he'd nodded and we'd parted.
Heard a loud ass spool, that thing was a beast. It also wind like nothing I'd heard before. Great race, great Evo guy too.

Btw, I had 18" chrome Foose speedster on (my bro wanted to swap rims for a week). These things are HEAVY, seriously heavy but a win is a win. I still wouldn't be able to catch up anyhow.

 

Was this a good sportsmanship race? If so I always love it when people acknowledge each other in a good way, instead of "oh ima kick his ass in this race!"

 

Truely was, great Evo owner!!!

 

And I wonder why the Evo guy was so relax, .