BADASS RACE/RICE Stories:
Updated 2/13/05 Newest stories start at top
Havent written much since 2003, but here are some latest kills
A red lightning while on the way to homedepot, talked about it with him when it was over in the parking lot

A 300z, off the line, waxed that ass, no contest

A Harley F150 supercharged

A Brand new Roush mustang, same color as mine, still had dealer tag.
BEST KILL YET!!!
On 400 northbound. A 03 or 02 F150 Lightning comes up behind me. He musta thought he was all bad with that supercharger, but I know what the deal is. well I get over to the right lane, he pulls up next to me in the left and starts pacing me at like 75mph. I turn to my friend and say, those are fast, but I can take it on top end. Well as soon as I say that, that lightning guy floors it, so I do also. He pulls ahead by like 2 car lengths...the passenger in his car flicks me off, well i guess this pissed my car off, cause then all the sudden, I start pulling..HARD ..oh my god it was sweet...My stang was freakin pissed off...and At like 100mph Im gaining on him like a sombitch. Well Im at 110 and dead even with him, I flick that passenger side guy off and proceed to fly past them. I stopped at around 140 with at least 2 car lengths ahead of him...it was badass. Sweet sweet aerodynamics!!

-On holcomb bridge road, a bullit stang pulls up next to me, we both dropped gears, It was pretty much dead even. In the higher RPMs I was going faster than him, but we ran outa road. It was fun though

-On north avenue, some fag in a older alpha romeo spyder 2.0 is at the light next to me. Im not paying any attention to him. light turns green and I start off in second gear. Aparently he felt threatened by how loud my car is when I do that and he tries to take off, I look at him and hes got some goofy ass look on his face like he thinks hes gettin somewhere...so I downshift and DESTROY him..i pulled at least 3 car lengths ahead of him before i shifted to second. and of course, my car was even louder when i did that...what a doushe bag..id love to see that dude again and ask him what the hell he was thinking.

-On Ponce deleon in dowtown Atlanta, a Jetta VR6 and a 02 maxima are going to race each other infront of me. We were at a light and I was laughing at the thought of them racing while i was chillin behind the maxima. Light turns green and they take off, I do also IN SECOND GEAR and as soon as I had another lane (turn lane..heh, thats not illegal is it?) I dropped it back into first and passed them both like they were standing still.

-Sandy plains road. 1998 or '97 Blue Mustang GT. He had some exhaust work and I have no idea what else, it was loud, probably an off road H from the sound of it. Off the line and out of first i had a half of length lead, then I just pulled away. Good race, i won again.
-on 75 again going north, VW GTI had a turbo and was all riced out ( is that possible with a german car?). just tooled the doushe. I hate those damn rice kids. But I definitly proved my point.
- On 75 north, BMW M coupe is hauling ass, so I catch up to him, pull next to him, and we take off. It was like 9:30 at night, so there was a ton of traffic, we were going in and out of traffic like we both had stolen our cars and were running from the cops. It was badass. We were going back and forth, I lead for a bit, then he did, than we were next to each other just making traffic our bitches. I had to get off the highway so I pulled off and so did he, gave eachother props and split off. It was fun, those little bimmers haul.
- on 75 south, 11:00pm Pontiac GTP (supercharged) obviously. I roll up on this dude in some traffic, dont think anything of it. when the traffic clears and there is open road, i see him hauling ass in my mirror. In and out of traffic untill he comes up to me. he starts going the same speed I am and making his car jump, so of course im game. 3..2..1 and im gone. totally kicked his ass, he was at least 20 cars back. hit around 130 when i stopped. a few seconds later he catches up and we slow back down to around 80mph. He wanted to go again. so we did. And I owned him again around the 75/85 south curve. Just another win.

- '03 black mustang GT stock..simply owned, off the line and farther..i had a full car of people also....pathetic race, shouldnt even bother posting it, but it was a confidence booster to have the proof to tell how much faster i am since being stock....(yes i am a sleeper...muwah ahahhaa) other driver had no clue what ive done..neither do you for that matter. i'll post pictures of recent updates to engine soon. its been a while since ive taken pictures, i should have some video up soon..

-Its like 2am, im driving north on 75. I see a white 5.0, pretty sure it was a 92. It was definitly modified. I saw gauges through his window, so I was hoping that he had supercharged it. So there was no doubt about me racing. Turns out theres no way it had a charger. There was a car infront of me, he takes off..he was fast as hell, but not supercharged. I jump behind him and pull hard, I get to the right of him as im pulling fast and pass his ass...as soon as I pass him i see a cop..im like FUCK!!!!, aparently he saw the cop at the same time I did, cause in my mirror i saw his car lurch as he slammed the break just like i did. Cops lights come on...and he pulls the white stang over and not me..cause i was in front. im guessing, either that or he didnt tag me. Sucks that one of our own got tagged, but it sucks even more that he lost. Yes I felt bad he got a ticket for going around 120mph, but that guilt quickly went away when i got to my friends house and got royally shithammerd...poured one for my fallin homeslice...and another...and another

- Its like midnight.. again, and no one is on sandyplains road in good old cobb county. Its colder than a witch's titty with AEM intake. (rice joke) and I see something that resembles a 78 Cobra. Ive never seen one in real life, So i pull up close and see that it is a mavrick. I dont have a damn clue what year though, guessin like a 76? It had a big ass horse on the passenger quarter panel. Anyway, this thing was taken care of like no other. It looked awesome. Flawless. So im checkin it out and we hit up a light. I wasnt sure if i was gonna race or not. light turns green, I put it in second just to make some hella noise. Suddenly he slowly starts accelerating like he wants some...so i speed up a bit, then he speeds up a little more, then I do, and then we both punch it, Of course i won, but his was a classic car. But it was totally kickass to see him punch it, even though i smoked his ass. Best looking mavrick ive ever seen..

- Driving home from Tech, its daytime and theres some traffic. Its around noon or so and im just chillin down the highway. I look over to my right and see a (not sure what year but it was not the newest) MR2 Turbo. YES TURBO, how could i tell? cause i could hear is fuckin BOV a mile away. Well this fart fucker is staring at my ass, Im like...silly faggot, dicks are for chicks. So he proceedes to discharge is turbo again..and again. and again..so aparently he wants to race. So I look over at him...roll my eyes, He launches. I laugh and drop a gear..or 2(heheh) AND FUCKING BLOW BY HIM worse than his mother can blow a donkey. My tires are bald and it must have scared the fuck outa him when i barked it shifting at 95mph. oh wait...he was nowhere near me.. what a biatch. needless to say, I show no mercy, so onward to 135 i decided to cut back...he wasnt in my mirror..(whats new?)Anyway, like 20 years later he catches up, he was pissed as hell and discharged again. I just laughed and ignored him and shook my head. He didnt try again and got off at the next exit.

- 94 GT 5.0.. buddy of mine just got it. aparently it was totally stock. we must have raced around 7 or 8 times. from dead stops, rolling starts, gear drops and all. I won every damn time..and it was fun as shit. sorry Win, i owned your ass

- Driving back to tech at 8 at night minding my own buisness. Chillin at 70 mph with a little 2k drone here and there just to let people know my car is a beast. I see some car flying up the onramp to get onto the highway. Its some kid in a 03 civic all farted out. He pulls up next to me and I am purposly ignoring him. Well the little fart boy kept gassing itnext to me..so eventually my foot got the best of me..I turn to the kid, honk 3 times and fucking dip. no contest ATALL. so then i come up on traffic, so i slow down and am just chillin, then here the idiot comes. he gets behind me..like on my fuckin ass behind me, which basically pissed me off. So i drop a gear, show no mercy and procceed to 140 mph...he wasnt even in my mirror. Yet another rice kid made a chump and shown that he is worthless.The world is now a better place and you can thank me.

- I was hauling ass down 75 laughing cause of the civic and I see a real sports car ahead of me. So I casualy drone up to him. Its an '02 Roush Stang. We look at each other and take off. Cant say much cause it was without a doubt dead even. Fun as shit though. Turns out he gets off the same exit I do. So at the light we are talking cause that kicked so much ass. He gives me this address for his site on the net.. http://www.fnsweet.com/pics/r_roush/mib/index.shtml
Needless to say his car is fucking sweet ass. Now that was fun. Going down 75 dead even at 145mph..nothing like it.

- So im driving back from UGA headed to Atlanta at like 1am with Cruise Control on. This total riced out Cavalier farts by me and I give him the thumbs down. so he sees that and slows down. Im playing some freaky ass music by Chimera. I look over at the guy and laugh in the loudest most obnoxious voice youve ever herd. He makes his car Fart and I look at him, laugh again, drop my gear at around 70mph and took off like a fucking rocket. He tried to drop a gear..god it was funny, it was like he was in reverse, Not only was there NO CONTEST whatsoever, he completly disappeared in my rear view mirror within 3 seconds. I decided to slow down when I was at 140 mph. He never caught up and I went all the way to Atlanta laughin my ass off with my roomate in the car. What in the blue fuck was running through that kid's head? Did he actually think that a Cavalier could keep up? I dont think I have ever whopped a cars ass that bad in my life, Thats why im typing this story, IT WAS PATHETIC.

- So this old man in a Poor mans porshe..aka, the porshe boxter,NOT A BOXTER S, is riding with his wife thinking hes all bad. Im at the light not even looking at him. He takes off only to stop at the next light that was like 20 feet away...I was fucking pissed as hell, I hate fuckers who do that shit. So at the next light I turn on the Soul-Fly music, he looks over (cause its mad crazy music) I give him my eat-shit-you-fucking-pussy look and rev my shit up to red. He looks at his wife and laughs..oh my god I got pissed, cause obviously he has no idea what hes about to do. Light turns Green...GOOD FUCKING BYE!!! That Bitch ass Grey haired mother fucker got the biggest "HOLY SHIT" look on his face as I waxed his bitch ass. At the first gear I pulled a car lenth ahead, Second I left him without any contest at all. I just decided to keep going all the way down the canton connector, shift to third and Im at 100mph with him a little red dot in the mirror lookin like a bitch and me laughing my ass off. You have no idea how liberating that was. Maybe that guy will go out and get a real car, like a 911 turbo or a GT2, cause that porshe boxter is pussy as fuck. OLD MAN! insert foot in mouth and my exhaust and rubber in your face...haaaa, it was good.