ArchangelX
06-01-2002, 10:48 PM
This isn't exactly a racing thread....because I didn't do any racing. :( This is kinda a racing/forced induction/vent thread, so I figured I'd just put it in general discussion. But feel free to move it if necessary.
I had a fugging VR4 ALL OVER MY AZZ....and couldn't get rid of him...not that I had a chance.
I took my wife to Emerald Queen Casino tonight, just for giggles. I had spent half the day washing, waxing, and prepping my car. I put in some Denso Iridiums in for my nitrous setup, and also lubed up my shifter linkage.
Everything was good....so go to the casino, eat a burger and fries, watch my wife blow 40 buckaroos on slots (we're still in a positive streak of about 3,600..so that's alright), and then jump in the car for a nice ride home.
Welps....I get on I5 and head back, I'm about to the 38th street exit, and I'm trying to jump over to the right to exit, cuz theres heavy traffic, and lo and behold, I see the projected headlights of a Black 3000GT (at least it looked that color) right on my ass.
So I totally ignore him, because I don't have my kit on, and I'm really just chilling with my wife. And dammit...he's REALLY on my ass. We're going about 70, and although stuff like that usually doesn't get to me, let me put it this way:
He was so damn close I couldn't see his license plate.
So that just plain ticked me off, but unfortunately, I just wasn't set right at the time. I was trying to drink a coke, my seat was laid back all comfortable, I was in 6th gear, and the N20 switch was about as far away as it could possibly be.
I was like Biggs in Star Wars...stuck in a trench, nowhere to go, and Darth Vader on my ass like a biatch...
It had to be a VR4, cuz he was on me like glue....it's one thing to race a person side by side, but it's totally different to have him hanging on your azz like a crack fiend looking for a hit.
So I manage to drop the coke, hit the switch and put myself in a position to get the hell outta there...mind you I'm only running a 35 shot...I don't know if he sensed my plans or whatever, but I went WOT and dammit....I really didn't see him go anywhere that quickly...more like watching a drop of water fall from the ceiling.
Mind you, I wasn't able to really concentrate, and I only dropped down into 4th gear, so I really didn't have much of a surge...I just slowly sped up and away from him...after a few seconds I realized he was exiting, and I let up off the gas. The thing that really got me after that, was as he was exiting, he sped up to get right beside me....
I wanted to flip him off but I was too busy trying get my f'ing bearings... :angry:
My wife laughed at his azz, because we did leave him behind, but she really didn't realize how horribly slow we were in comparison. I really think the guy could have ate me, if he hadn't have been exiting. :(
At least I felt that way.....which is what has got me thinking...
I've got to move up my shot...cuz the 35 just didn't cut it tonight. I've put the Densos in...and my car is tuned for nitrous now...so dangit...should I go to the 50, a 60 or crank it all the way up to 75....
I don't use the crap that much, just in situations like that...and mostly on the highway getting away from idiots.
And has anyone ever had something like that happen, what in hell did you do?
I'm sorry if I sound a bit p'od..but I was quite frustrated at the time, and it really ticked me off... :bang:
Grrr....what'cha think, guys?
I had a fugging VR4 ALL OVER MY AZZ....and couldn't get rid of him...not that I had a chance.
I took my wife to Emerald Queen Casino tonight, just for giggles. I had spent half the day washing, waxing, and prepping my car. I put in some Denso Iridiums in for my nitrous setup, and also lubed up my shifter linkage.
Everything was good....so go to the casino, eat a burger and fries, watch my wife blow 40 buckaroos on slots (we're still in a positive streak of about 3,600..so that's alright), and then jump in the car for a nice ride home.
Welps....I get on I5 and head back, I'm about to the 38th street exit, and I'm trying to jump over to the right to exit, cuz theres heavy traffic, and lo and behold, I see the projected headlights of a Black 3000GT (at least it looked that color) right on my ass.
So I totally ignore him, because I don't have my kit on, and I'm really just chilling with my wife. And dammit...he's REALLY on my ass. We're going about 70, and although stuff like that usually doesn't get to me, let me put it this way:
He was so damn close I couldn't see his license plate.
So that just plain ticked me off, but unfortunately, I just wasn't set right at the time. I was trying to drink a coke, my seat was laid back all comfortable, I was in 6th gear, and the N20 switch was about as far away as it could possibly be.
I was like Biggs in Star Wars...stuck in a trench, nowhere to go, and Darth Vader on my ass like a biatch...
It had to be a VR4, cuz he was on me like glue....it's one thing to race a person side by side, but it's totally different to have him hanging on your azz like a crack fiend looking for a hit.
So I manage to drop the coke, hit the switch and put myself in a position to get the hell outta there...mind you I'm only running a 35 shot...I don't know if he sensed my plans or whatever, but I went WOT and dammit....I really didn't see him go anywhere that quickly...more like watching a drop of water fall from the ceiling.
Mind you, I wasn't able to really concentrate, and I only dropped down into 4th gear, so I really didn't have much of a surge...I just slowly sped up and away from him...after a few seconds I realized he was exiting, and I let up off the gas. The thing that really got me after that, was as he was exiting, he sped up to get right beside me....
I wanted to flip him off but I was too busy trying get my f'ing bearings... :angry:
My wife laughed at his azz, because we did leave him behind, but she really didn't realize how horribly slow we were in comparison. I really think the guy could have ate me, if he hadn't have been exiting. :(
At least I felt that way.....which is what has got me thinking...
I've got to move up my shot...cuz the 35 just didn't cut it tonight. I've put the Densos in...and my car is tuned for nitrous now...so dangit...should I go to the 50, a 60 or crank it all the way up to 75....
I don't use the crap that much, just in situations like that...and mostly on the highway getting away from idiots.
And has anyone ever had something like that happen, what in hell did you do?
I'm sorry if I sound a bit p'od..but I was quite frustrated at the time, and it really ticked me off... :bang:
Grrr....what'cha think, guys?