ricers

I too deal with the rice situation alllllllll the time. I haven't graduated so you guys can know I get the full power of it. Ill be sitting at a light, look over and see some hatchback looking at me....staring. I hear "Nice Rustang...get a real car." I was in shock. I thought I HAD THE REAL CAR. I said "why would I want to drive around your dads winter beater?" His passengers all laughed and he started to rev. Its apparent he didnt hear my O/R H pipe with Flows idling at the light due to his "bumpin" system. I had asked him why he was mowing the lawn so late at night and he gave me this look like he wanted to fight. So i hear the sound of revving up to dump the clutch. The light turns green and he just keeps peeling out. I take off normal and drive normal. 10 seconds later, he flies by. I couldve gunned my car to 80 mph, put it in cruise control, and beat him. This is a small dose of Northern VA. Whenever i go down to Fredericksburg, I feel like im in hell. Ricer heaven....or in our case...ricer hell. Granted, there are some fast pieces of sh**, i mean rice. But in the end, there is a big block running around that makes these kids look like cereal box cars.