Ricetastic III
What happens when your high school is having a car show, which you know will be plagued with ricers? On October 12, 2003, we did it again. Third time's the charm, right?
Damn, that�s a hot ride. The neon green flames complimented the car's aging white paint job.
Side view. New mods included chrome door handles, side skirts, and new Enkei 17" rims.
2 tiers on the spoiler = 2 times the downforce. The rear bodykit was something straight out of Need for Speed: Underground.
Closeup of the double decker spoiler. The great thing about this spoiler is that it's universal; it can be attached to any car with duct tape, and any car with a pre-existing spoiler duct tape free. Ricers are ingenious, I tell you.
Chrome gas cap lids add over 25hp.
Eight spoke Enkei's really set this car off from all the other cars at the show.
Note the chrome side mirrors. They are lighter than the traditional plastic side mirrors, and attract the honeys like no other. If you look real close, you can see the NOS bottle in the center console, which was a major step up from the dashboard mounted design previously. In case you ran out of nawz, it could be easily replaced by the driver, even during a race!
Chrome wipers that diffuse the wind to add more hp. This time the car dynoed at around 1,400 hp. Every time we got a little better at squeezing the power out of this tired V6.
We put the radioactive symbol on the hood scoop to scare the haterz away.
Oh snap, it�s the same bodykit to feed air to the intercooler. Not only that, but the car looks hella mad tite now.
This car is just as flamin' as Ryan Seacrest.
VTEC power!
Fully functional clutch made totally out of carbon fiber.
6 speed manual gearbox with an 8-ball CF shift knob.
Same gauges as last time. Never mess with success.
So there you have it ladies and gentlemen. If you actually made it this far, I congratulate you. It was quite a journey, and quite a summer of rice hating goodness. We probably caught more glances than if we owned a Ferrari, and got plenty of smiles and people laughing at our stupidity. Later on in the year, Tim traded in his 140,000 original miled 92 Taurus to buy an Eclipse. The traitor only got a few hundred bucks for this amazing piece of automotive machinery. But it's okay. Constantly winning races against GTO's and Camaros got tiring. Even racing true performance cars like Sunfires and Civics got tiring. Because Tim got tired of winning, he decided to lose. The only way to do that was buy an import and keep it bone stock.
Page Sections
Page 1: Introduction
Page 2: Beginnings
Page 3: Beginnings 2
Page 4: Completed
Page 5: Closeups
Page 6: Aftermath
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Page 7: We did it again!
Page 8: Why the hell not, Ricetastic III!
