Ok so I want to preface this by saying i'm not a racer, and i'm not stupid. This is a story I chose to share and I don't want to hear 'you're dumb you shouldn't race' or ' your going to kill someone' or any other type of flame. Thanks
So it goes like this. It's one in the morning and I'm coming home from hanging out around my school. As i'm making my exit from the highway, I get a ricer flyby from this pimped out civic. I looked around and saw him flying by me at around 90 mph, fart can screaming. So I look ahead and the road is empty, being one. So i decide to not take the exit haha.
I downshift into third and catch up pretty quick. At this point im doing 95. I beep three times and see if he takes off. Of course he does. So I gun it and easily take him by about three or four car lengths (it's had to see through the tints on this dark road). As i'm about to shut down to do it again, I see him lurch forward and catch up pretty quick. I'm thinking, wow a base civic on the bottle. How original around here. I'm still pulling a bit on him, but not that much. At this point the speedo reads 110.
Out of nowhere, I see flashing lights pull out of the darkness and Im like, oh shit its over. I make the desicion and pull off the next exit, flip off my lights on the deserted exit street, and gun it into a construction site. The cars engine is off before i'm even stopped and im out of the car walking down the street as the cop flies past. Return about twenty minutes later to find it still there, perfectly fine.
Such a close call. Hope you enjoyed the story, sorry it was so long.
So it goes like this. It's one in the morning and I'm coming home from hanging out around my school. As i'm making my exit from the highway, I get a ricer flyby from this pimped out civic. I looked around and saw him flying by me at around 90 mph, fart can screaming. So I look ahead and the road is empty, being one. So i decide to not take the exit haha.
I downshift into third and catch up pretty quick. At this point im doing 95. I beep three times and see if he takes off. Of course he does. So I gun it and easily take him by about three or four car lengths (it's had to see through the tints on this dark road). As i'm about to shut down to do it again, I see him lurch forward and catch up pretty quick. I'm thinking, wow a base civic on the bottle. How original around here. I'm still pulling a bit on him, but not that much. At this point the speedo reads 110.
Out of nowhere, I see flashing lights pull out of the darkness and Im like, oh shit its over. I make the desicion and pull off the next exit, flip off my lights on the deserted exit street, and gun it into a construction site. The cars engine is off before i'm even stopped and im out of the car walking down the street as the cop flies past. Return about twenty minutes later to find it still there, perfectly fine.
Such a close call. Hope you enjoyed the story, sorry it was so long.
