more races than I've had in a while
The weather has been "nice" for Wisconsin this time of year. (unfortunately, this means I expect we'll get snow late in May. don't laugh, it's happened) The nice weather is an aphrodisiac for the racing mood.
I'm on my way home, top down (hehe) and I come across a porsche boxster S. I have not raced one of these in quite some time. Unfortunately, we are in a heavier traffic area, and I'm unsure we'll get a chance to run. Meandering through traffic, we eventually negotiate our way to the front of a "pack" with some space to move. I immediately step out to the side and move up next to him. He takes off almost immediately without any warning.
I slam it to 4th (we're going 70mph) and he stays even with me for a few seconds. He shifts gears and I start to walk. Going to 5th I'm still walking away, and by 115mph I have maybe 4 cars on him. I hit the brakes, and he moves up next to me again. His girlfriend waves and he gives a thumbs up and moves on his way.
Later that evening I'm making a taco bell run, and have just pulled out with my tasty crunchwrap supreme. I'm making a left, as traffic is just leaving the light coming my way from the right. Apparently there was an RSX-S that did not like me pulling out in front of him (even though there was plenty of room) and he zips by me on the right. The next light turns red, and I find myself next to him (he has a passenger). He rolls his window down, and the conversation goes:
Him: waht up S2000
Me: just gettin taco bell
Him: coo coo, you wanna run? i aint lost to an S2 yet.
Me: there's a first time for everything right?
Him: well I beat a turbo'd one owned by a guy i know. all i got is i/rh/e and hondata modz. (note, added "z" for effect)
Me: oh well then.
Him: punch it from 10, cuz I cant launch my car cuz of the tires.
Me: sure ok.
(I didn't have time to argue as the light was about to turn) We roll out, and he jumps on the gas almost immediately (10mph my ass). I mash the gas, and through 1st gear he's almost even with me. Into 2nd, and I start to pull pretty hard. By end of 2nd I have about 2 cars on him. Into 3rd, and I put another 2 cars on him. I shift to 4th and shut down at about 100 with about 6-7 cars on him. fun fun. He never drove by me after that, but I imagine the look on his face.
The last encounter I had involved a dodge stratus with a big wing, a side-outlet exhaust pipe (which was fake by the way, cuz his stock exhaust was still on the car
), and a really fat ugly girlfriend in the passenger seat. But that's another story for another day.
I'm on my way home, top down (hehe) and I come across a porsche boxster S. I have not raced one of these in quite some time. Unfortunately, we are in a heavier traffic area, and I'm unsure we'll get a chance to run. Meandering through traffic, we eventually negotiate our way to the front of a "pack" with some space to move. I immediately step out to the side and move up next to him. He takes off almost immediately without any warning.
I slam it to 4th (we're going 70mph) and he stays even with me for a few seconds. He shifts gears and I start to walk. Going to 5th I'm still walking away, and by 115mph I have maybe 4 cars on him. I hit the brakes, and he moves up next to me again. His girlfriend waves and he gives a thumbs up and moves on his way.

Later that evening I'm making a taco bell run, and have just pulled out with my tasty crunchwrap supreme. I'm making a left, as traffic is just leaving the light coming my way from the right. Apparently there was an RSX-S that did not like me pulling out in front of him (even though there was plenty of room) and he zips by me on the right. The next light turns red, and I find myself next to him (he has a passenger). He rolls his window down, and the conversation goes:
Him: waht up S2000
Me: just gettin taco bell
Him: coo coo, you wanna run? i aint lost to an S2 yet.
Me: there's a first time for everything right?
Him: well I beat a turbo'd one owned by a guy i know. all i got is i/rh/e and hondata modz. (note, added "z" for effect)
Me: oh well then.
Him: punch it from 10, cuz I cant launch my car cuz of the tires.
Me: sure ok.
(I didn't have time to argue as the light was about to turn) We roll out, and he jumps on the gas almost immediately (10mph my ass). I mash the gas, and through 1st gear he's almost even with me. Into 2nd, and I start to pull pretty hard. By end of 2nd I have about 2 cars on him. Into 3rd, and I put another 2 cars on him. I shift to 4th and shut down at about 100 with about 6-7 cars on him. fun fun. He never drove by me after that, but I imagine the look on his face.

The last encounter I had involved a dodge stratus with a big wing, a side-outlet exhaust pipe (which was fake by the way, cuz his stock exhaust was still on the car
), and a really fat ugly girlfriend in the passenger seat. But that's another story for another day.
Originally Posted by bigfishs,Feb 1 2006, 09:22 AM
Taco bell is arse food
Nice runz in z S
Nice runz in z S
Originally Posted by S-TO-9K,Feb 1 2006, 11:19 AM
Nice
I saw a Stratus R/T yesterday with a big old wing on the back
Did the Stratus you saw have spinner hub-caps ?
I saw a Stratus R/T yesterday with a big old wing on the back
Did the Stratus you saw have spinner hub-caps ?

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Originally Posted by Wisconsin S2k,Feb 1 2006, 12:40 PM
no, but it's a story in and of itself i'll post later.
Looking forward to the Stratus post.
Nice runs, WisconsinS2K.
I have a stupid question though. Why did you drop into 4th gear instead of 3rd at 70mph in the first race? Is it because the 4.56's would put you too close to redline? Just curious.
I have a stupid question though. Why did you drop into 4th gear instead of 3rd at 70mph in the first race? Is it because the 4.56's would put you too close to redline? Just curious.







