After filling up the gas tank and watching the summer gas prices sore the other day, I swore I'd baby the mustang around as much as possible. Well I did excellent for a day and a half. I drove a good 20 minutes with out so much as a urge to push the gas past 1/2 tonight. I get off the freeway and casually get up to 40 as I'm cruising home. Then it hit me. The damn HID lights that blind you from miles away. I noticed two cars zig zagging in and out of traffic coming up behind me. I told my self, leave it be. The first one (98 'Tegra TypeR) wailed by me and the second one(Honda S2000) was about to hook to my right and do the same. I think that's what really rubbed me the wrong way. As soon as I saw him begin that quick swoop around me i dropped it to 2nd and right as he passed me at 60+ I made it interesting. His rear bumper didn't even get by me. I roared by him in the next 2 seconds as I was on my way to crank by his first friend (oh ya roared is an understatement...I was open header. ) 5 Seconds pass, and well, so did I, right by Mr. R.
I called it quits after i slid a good three cars by the first car.
I know that sounds reckless, for that I apologize. But on the other hand i stopped two teens from continuing that behavior (at least while I was near them). It's just my way of balancing the world out.
Ok just had to let that out, I'm better now.
I called it quits after i slid a good three cars by the first car.
I know that sounds reckless, for that I apologize. But on the other hand i stopped two teens from continuing that behavior (at least while I was near them). It's just my way of balancing the world out.
Ok just had to let that out, I'm better now.