Alright, I am at my Internet service provider (bar with wi-fi) and I'm a bit board at the moment. So I shall recall a tale from last fall.
Ok so I'm on my way to work taking the same route I have for the last eight years. Almost there, just two more lights to go, taking a draw or two from my coffee, having a smoke, listening to NPR. Lo and behold this Civic pulls up next to me, I hear it before I see it. Standard cheesy rice, lowered, ground effects, hood pins, a-pillar gages, three different colors, etc... Well, I got a good little giggle out of the spectacle.
He must be watching the lights cycling and started revving it (holy crap, did I piss off the bees in my trunk?). He got the jump on me because of his lightning quick reaction time and the fact I needed to put my coffee in the cup holder, needed both hands free to make my counter measures effective. The Civic is now two whole car lengths in front of me and banging through the gears as is evident by the front end lifting and the back end nearly bottoming out. I have my work cut out for me.
I gently roll into the accelerator, don't want to shake anything loose in my car. It's old ya know. I start to catch him!! I'm gaining on him, not an easy task mind you but I am confident in my ride. Neck and neck now and still pulling on the import-tuner! Foot is all the way into now and I start pulling away and get two car lengths back on him and let off, my turn is coming up.
At that point I reach down and grab my coffee. Ahh!! The sweet taste of victory. As he does his predictable fly-by I lift my cup to him but alas, he doesn't notice.
I pull into the parking lot of where I work, get out and start walking in and pause to look back at the 1990 Ford Taurus that just handed the Civic-pro-mod it's ass. Then I busted out laughing.....
Ok so I'm on my way to work taking the same route I have for the last eight years. Almost there, just two more lights to go, taking a draw or two from my coffee, having a smoke, listening to NPR. Lo and behold this Civic pulls up next to me, I hear it before I see it. Standard cheesy rice, lowered, ground effects, hood pins, a-pillar gages, three different colors, etc... Well, I got a good little giggle out of the spectacle.
He must be watching the lights cycling and started revving it (holy crap, did I piss off the bees in my trunk?). He got the jump on me because of his lightning quick reaction time and the fact I needed to put my coffee in the cup holder, needed both hands free to make my counter measures effective. The Civic is now two whole car lengths in front of me and banging through the gears as is evident by the front end lifting and the back end nearly bottoming out. I have my work cut out for me.
I gently roll into the accelerator, don't want to shake anything loose in my car. It's old ya know. I start to catch him!! I'm gaining on him, not an easy task mind you but I am confident in my ride. Neck and neck now and still pulling on the import-tuner! Foot is all the way into now and I start pulling away and get two car lengths back on him and let off, my turn is coming up.
At that point I reach down and grab my coffee. Ahh!! The sweet taste of victory. As he does his predictable fly-by I lift my cup to him but alas, he doesn't notice.
I pull into the parking lot of where I work, get out and start walking in and pause to look back at the 1990 Ford Taurus that just handed the Civic-pro-mod it's ass. Then I busted out laughing.....
