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Okay I think this is the second time I've posted about racing Honda's... I feel like I should be on Speed Tales or something 
Well I was driving home tonight, going about 80 on the freeway, not in a real hurry or anything, the speed limit on this freeway is 70. So every car I drive by I am looking on their doors at my car, because I just put on some Wheel Flys and I wanted to see what they look like in motion (does anyone else notice these don't always work too well?) I happened to glance at this lowered Civic hatchback w/ blue headlights... wow big deal he was in the slow lane I thought nothing of it. About 4 minutes later I see some headlights approaching FAST on my right side and he passes me going at least 90 so I immediately punched it cuz he obviously wanted to go. We ran out of road cuz of cars so we never really got to race. I just kept on his tail while we waited for traffic to clear up. He flashed his hazards once, as if he had won a race or something but we hadn't even gone yet (wtf?) Well we continued stuck in traffic and got to my exit but I decided not to get off... I had something to prove to this ricer. A couple of minutes after my exit the traffic cleared up.... right as the freeway curves we both punched it at the same time. NOT a good idea to take that slight curve in the road at 90 in the Mil... lot's of body roll. A car was in my lane so I had to get over... FINALLY I get back in the right lane and he was in the left lane w/ a good stretch of road ahead. We both mashed and from there I knew he was done, being the arrogant dumbass I am I even waved to him as I approached 95... in the corner of my eye though I see that he is still with me! So I keep it floored and we get all the way up to like 125 when I'm coming up on a car fast so we slowed down. I am serious though for the entire run from 70 to 125 I was holding steady at like 1/4 of a car length ahead, that's it. I was so surprised... so I followed him to the next exit and signaled for him to exit. I followed him down a main street until he finally realized I wanted him to pull over. I got out of my car totally shocked, he had kind of a smile on his face. I was like "what in the hell do you have in there?" Turns out he has a B16A from an Integra... big ass tach, other than that and the lowering job his car looks like a stock Civic CX which has like 90 Hp or something. I gave him mad props for being a ricer who actually is doing it right instead of just someone w/ a loud ass exhaust and other BS that does no good. He was like "Thanks for being cool about it and not tripping or nothing" and that was that. All in all that was some crazy sh*t.. I'm never going to assume anything about a ricer again.
Well I was driving home tonight, going about 80 on the freeway, not in a real hurry or anything, the speed limit on this freeway is 70. So every car I drive by I am looking on their doors at my car, because I just put on some Wheel Flys and I wanted to see what they look like in motion (does anyone else notice these don't always work too well?) I happened to glance at this lowered Civic hatchback w/ blue headlights... wow big deal he was in the slow lane I thought nothing of it. About 4 minutes later I see some headlights approaching FAST on my right side and he passes me going at least 90 so I immediately punched it cuz he obviously wanted to go. We ran out of road cuz of cars so we never really got to race. I just kept on his tail while we waited for traffic to clear up. He flashed his hazards once, as if he had won a race or something but we hadn't even gone yet (wtf?) Well we continued stuck in traffic and got to my exit but I decided not to get off... I had something to prove to this ricer. A couple of minutes after my exit the traffic cleared up.... right as the freeway curves we both punched it at the same time. NOT a good idea to take that slight curve in the road at 90 in the Mil... lot's of body roll. A car was in my lane so I had to get over... FINALLY I get back in the right lane and he was in the left lane w/ a good stretch of road ahead. We both mashed and from there I knew he was done, being the arrogant dumbass I am I even waved to him as I approached 95... in the corner of my eye though I see that he is still with me! So I keep it floored and we get all the way up to like 125 when I'm coming up on a car fast so we slowed down. I am serious though for the entire run from 70 to 125 I was holding steady at like 1/4 of a car length ahead, that's it. I was so surprised... so I followed him to the next exit and signaled for him to exit. I followed him down a main street until he finally realized I wanted him to pull over. I got out of my car totally shocked, he had kind of a smile on his face. I was like "what in the hell do you have in there?" Turns out he has a B16A from an Integra... big ass tach, other than that and the lowering job his car looks like a stock Civic CX which has like 90 Hp or something. I gave him mad props for being a ricer who actually is doing it right instead of just someone w/ a loud ass exhaust and other BS that does no good. He was like "Thanks for being cool about it and not tripping or nothing" and that was that. All in all that was some crazy sh*t.. I'm never going to assume anything about a ricer again.
