Some local scca guys had talked me into buying a miata.
So there I was on this hot summer day. In downtown Louisville on Main street at a red light. Top down and looking rather stupid, because I was in a fucking miata, when it pulled up next to me.
Brand new with the window sticker marks still in place. It was a blue hard top.
Two guys acting like dorks listening to music loudly and moving their heads around as if they were dancing in the car.
The guys look over and the viper revs its motor. The window rolls down and before they can say anything I ask, "you wanna run". They both start luaghing and start to talk when I interupt them and say "This is going to make you look Really Bad when you loose" then I reach down like I am opening the noozle on the Nitrous. Now, we all know that even with a 200 shot of juice an old miata isn't going to hang with a new viper. But what he Didn't know was that he was up against a 91 Miata that was stock and had over 100,000 miles on it.:sleeping:
Well we both start revving em up... Ready to Rock and Roll :fist: Green-light-GO!
You should have heard just how high this viper revved. /images/graemlins/whatever_anim.gif
I look to my side, but he is NOT THERE!
He is still spinning and then his viper fires off to the side at like 90 degrees. /images/graemlins/flipa.gif /images/graemlins/flipa.gif
Meanwhile, Im hitting second gear and you could even hear a little tire chirp (Thats flyin for this miata) and I start waving GoodBye /images/graemlins/bootyshake.gif /images/graemlins/bootyshake.gif
By the time this dumbshit got his car going straight I had about 10 car lenths on him. /images/graemlins/lurk.gif /images/graemlins/ar15firing.gif
God I wish I had my camcorder with me. :rofl:
So there I was on this hot summer day. In downtown Louisville on Main street at a red light. Top down and looking rather stupid, because I was in a fucking miata, when it pulled up next to me.
Brand new with the window sticker marks still in place. It was a blue hard top.
Two guys acting like dorks listening to music loudly and moving their heads around as if they were dancing in the car.
The guys look over and the viper revs its motor. The window rolls down and before they can say anything I ask, "you wanna run". They both start luaghing and start to talk when I interupt them and say "This is going to make you look Really Bad when you loose" then I reach down like I am opening the noozle on the Nitrous. Now, we all know that even with a 200 shot of juice an old miata isn't going to hang with a new viper. But what he Didn't know was that he was up against a 91 Miata that was stock and had over 100,000 miles on it.:sleeping:
Well we both start revving em up... Ready to Rock and Roll :fist: Green-light-GO!
I look to my side, but he is NOT THERE!
Meanwhile, Im hitting second gear and you could even hear a little tire chirp (Thats flyin for this miata) and I start waving GoodBye /images/graemlins/bootyshake.gif /images/graemlins/bootyshake.gif
By the time this dumbshit got his car going straight I had about 10 car lenths on him. /images/graemlins/lurk.gif /images/graemlins/ar15firing.gif
God I wish I had my camcorder with me. :rofl: