But a kill is a kill right? Well sorta, this is the kind of crap I deal with almost daily so I figured you guys might get a kick out of it <img src=/images/forums/snitz/wink.gif width=15 height=15 border=0>
Being the cordial gentlemen I am, I follow my g/f home from time to time to ensure she arrive's safley and so I can kiss her goodnight. Anyways, we're on our merry way down the 836 infront of Miami Int'l airport when I notice a pair of headlights approaching awfully quick. The headlights dart to the side and I can hear an intake howling at WOT, and along goes a red 5G hatch, complete with some old school chrome 15" American Racing 5 stars that, at least to me, appeard to stick out of the fender somewhat and a lovley set of $10 sidemarkers that looked like they were hammered into the fenders...
Anyways.. after buzzing along side me, the guy now decides to pace me . For like 10 mins he stayed about a car length ahead of me without budging. I'd slow down about 5mph.. so would he. Speed up a bit.. so would he. The mere sight of him begins to annoy me, so screw it, I put it in 3rd, pull up to his open window and ask him to play via a "Psshhheewwww".. suddenly the Civic drops a car length? What the..? I slow a little and sneeze at him once more.. Civic slows to like 40mph!? Bah!! I look over and the guy is like slouching down in his seat while his g/f gives me this bedazzeld look.. so I had to go on my merry way w/o any fun and he insisted on staying like 10 cars back now... I swear people like that exsist soley to irritate me, or maybe i'm just a jerk?!
Cliffs: Civic flys by me, paces me, and suddenly forget's which one is the gas
<hr noshade width=60% size=1 align=left>Dave
98 Civic EX Turbo
99 Integra GS-R
93 Integra GS-R
Being the cordial gentlemen I am, I follow my g/f home from time to time to ensure she arrive's safley and so I can kiss her goodnight. Anyways, we're on our merry way down the 836 infront of Miami Int'l airport when I notice a pair of headlights approaching awfully quick. The headlights dart to the side and I can hear an intake howling at WOT, and along goes a red 5G hatch, complete with some old school chrome 15" American Racing 5 stars that, at least to me, appeard to stick out of the fender somewhat and a lovley set of $10 sidemarkers that looked like they were hammered into the fenders...
Anyways.. after buzzing along side me, the guy now decides to pace me . For like 10 mins he stayed about a car length ahead of me without budging. I'd slow down about 5mph.. so would he. Speed up a bit.. so would he. The mere sight of him begins to annoy me, so screw it, I put it in 3rd, pull up to his open window and ask him to play via a "Psshhheewwww".. suddenly the Civic drops a car length? What the..? I slow a little and sneeze at him once more.. Civic slows to like 40mph!? Bah!! I look over and the guy is like slouching down in his seat while his g/f gives me this bedazzeld look.. so I had to go on my merry way w/o any fun and he insisted on staying like 10 cars back now... I swear people like that exsist soley to irritate me, or maybe i'm just a jerk?!
Cliffs: Civic flys by me, paces me, and suddenly forget's which one is the gas
<hr noshade width=60% size=1 align=left>Dave
98 Civic EX Turbo
99 Integra GS-R
93 Integra GS-R