i can honestly say i went out looking for a kill. usually, i come upon them by mistake or chance. this time i got me two in a row. set my sights on a black 300c srt8. didn't think they wanted to play so i looked forward and saw a turbo mazdaspeed mazda3 5 door. he didn't want to pull up next to me and sat at my bumper. trying to do the ricer fly by. as soon as i heard him get on it i threw it into od and we went at. he never got passed me but he did jump to my front tire. i simply walked away at a fast pace to 120mph+. needle was buried. he obviously didn't know what he was up against 'cause i asked him if he wanted go from a dead stop and he impatiently said yes. although we couldn't 'cause of the cars coming up behind us. he tried the same trick again and same results. we both gave thumbs up.
that srt8 was witness to it all, by the way.
next kill was a (and i still can't believe this) (for me, anyways) gsxr crotch rocket. practically same method. he came up quickly to catch up to my bumper and sat there. WTH! is this something the race crowd is doing now. why not side by side? anyways, he's at my bumper and all of a sudden he gets on it. i hear him and so do i. he never got beside me. let off at close to 120mph.
again, the srt8 was witness to it all. this time he thought he would try. i got stuck behind someone and he decides to gun it. i find an opening and get beside him and let the bov go off and be backs off. again, WTH!
a few miles down the road i ran into bruce and stopped at fudruckers for an actual meal. i had the chicken caesar :tup: (this post is in no way form or fashion an advertisement for fudruckers)
that srt8 was witness to it all, by the way.
next kill was a (and i still can't believe this) (for me, anyways) gsxr crotch rocket. practically same method. he came up quickly to catch up to my bumper and sat there. WTH! is this something the race crowd is doing now. why not side by side? anyways, he's at my bumper and all of a sudden he gets on it. i hear him and so do i. he never got beside me. let off at close to 120mph.
again, the srt8 was witness to it all. this time he thought he would try. i got stuck behind someone and he decides to gun it. i find an opening and get beside him and let the bov go off and be backs off. again, WTH!
a few miles down the road i ran into bruce and stopped at fudruckers for an actual meal. i had the chicken caesar :tup: (this post is in no way form or fashion an advertisement for fudruckers)