Hatch_Of_Doom
07-09-2006, 08:22 AM
Haha... ok. So. Get ready to read. It's story time.
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Me and my buddy Brandon (Carlton585, the turbo coupe. Fun tastic) are out cruising, and some silver 2g Eclipse GSX (AWD turbo, pretty peppy stock) starts fucking with us. I hate to be a know-it-all, but this guy was acting like a complete hardass, like he thought we were slow or something. I'm assuming, being the owner of an AWD turbo car, he has the right to be a little cocky if it can beat an average street car car, but he was fucking with us, laughing like it was a joke and he thought he was going to smoke us.
Big exhaust, different BOV, I could hear it spool, so I'm figuring maybe some DSM mini-me turbo swap, like a 16g or something?
Well anywho, he BOV's me like 4 times because I am obviously not good enough for him, and proceeds to catch up to Brandon. We're entering a territory on interstate that sucks and snakes like 5 times before it straightens out and gets to another interstate.
They race through it. Dumb idea IMO because I like straight lines rather than hard curves, but whatever. I coast along, coming out of the snake, I see Brandon like a car ahead, merging in front of them. I decide I might as well have a little fun, so I catch up to them.
Decent enough traffic to keep us from playing, but I creepy forward ahead of the pack and make my presence known. The eclipse has 2 guys in it, windows down staring me down hardcore. I drop into 4th to navigate through some of the traffic, let the exhaust growl. (since no one has ever heard my car, its pretty fucking deep and I love it.)
Merge onto another straight away after an on-ramp, the Eclipse on my tail, and its a LONG LONG straight away with no one there. Looking good. I drop into 4th to prep myself, preparing for the VTEC onslaught that's about to happen.
Eclipse rolls up next to me, BOV's like 2-3 times, I drop into 3rd and sit there at 55 waiting for him. I hear a downshift, lay the fuck into it. I barely, like half-second jumped the gun on his downshift, and pulled an instant car. Third gear lays down the pain and puts like 3 cars on him, get into 4th and he is staying even with me but CANNOT PULL ME ONE BIT. Fear the 1.6 liters of fury.
I slow, drop to like 55-60 again, and put it in 4th because he's coming up for round two. The guys are still mugging me, but now aren't cocky looking. I hear them downshift, feel like giving them a little bit of the advantage this time, so they get the jump on me, and then I downshift into 3rd and let it do its thing.
HELLA THIRD GEAR VTEC PULLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
They caught me on the jump, I pulled even very easily and pulled 2 more cars in third alone, shift into 4th and it creeps a little more ahead of them, then into 5th prematurely to coast and let me distance be sunk in. I look in the rearview and notice and odd site.
We're doing like 115 mph, they are blowing white smoke like its a James Bond smokescreen. Brandon is directly behind them feeling the wrath of the DSM break down, but passing them, hahahhaa.
We merge off, turn, they probably blew a headgasket or something (its a DSM, this is a daily occurence) and go elsewhere.
VTEC PWNZ.
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Me and my buddy Brandon (Carlton585, the turbo coupe. Fun tastic) are out cruising, and some silver 2g Eclipse GSX (AWD turbo, pretty peppy stock) starts fucking with us. I hate to be a know-it-all, but this guy was acting like a complete hardass, like he thought we were slow or something. I'm assuming, being the owner of an AWD turbo car, he has the right to be a little cocky if it can beat an average street car car, but he was fucking with us, laughing like it was a joke and he thought he was going to smoke us.
Big exhaust, different BOV, I could hear it spool, so I'm figuring maybe some DSM mini-me turbo swap, like a 16g or something?
Well anywho, he BOV's me like 4 times because I am obviously not good enough for him, and proceeds to catch up to Brandon. We're entering a territory on interstate that sucks and snakes like 5 times before it straightens out and gets to another interstate.
They race through it. Dumb idea IMO because I like straight lines rather than hard curves, but whatever. I coast along, coming out of the snake, I see Brandon like a car ahead, merging in front of them. I decide I might as well have a little fun, so I catch up to them.
Decent enough traffic to keep us from playing, but I creepy forward ahead of the pack and make my presence known. The eclipse has 2 guys in it, windows down staring me down hardcore. I drop into 4th to navigate through some of the traffic, let the exhaust growl. (since no one has ever heard my car, its pretty fucking deep and I love it.)
Merge onto another straight away after an on-ramp, the Eclipse on my tail, and its a LONG LONG straight away with no one there. Looking good. I drop into 4th to prep myself, preparing for the VTEC onslaught that's about to happen.
Eclipse rolls up next to me, BOV's like 2-3 times, I drop into 3rd and sit there at 55 waiting for him. I hear a downshift, lay the fuck into it. I barely, like half-second jumped the gun on his downshift, and pulled an instant car. Third gear lays down the pain and puts like 3 cars on him, get into 4th and he is staying even with me but CANNOT PULL ME ONE BIT. Fear the 1.6 liters of fury.
I slow, drop to like 55-60 again, and put it in 4th because he's coming up for round two. The guys are still mugging me, but now aren't cocky looking. I hear them downshift, feel like giving them a little bit of the advantage this time, so they get the jump on me, and then I downshift into 3rd and let it do its thing.
HELLA THIRD GEAR VTEC PULLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
They caught me on the jump, I pulled even very easily and pulled 2 more cars in third alone, shift into 4th and it creeps a little more ahead of them, then into 5th prematurely to coast and let me distance be sunk in. I look in the rearview and notice and odd site.
We're doing like 115 mph, they are blowing white smoke like its a James Bond smokescreen. Brandon is directly behind them feeling the wrath of the DSM break down, but passing them, hahahhaa.
We merge off, turn, they probably blew a headgasket or something (its a DSM, this is a daily occurence) and go elsewhere.
VTEC PWNZ.