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| We all have a choice, and I chose to WIN! | ||||||||||
| W4 - L2 As of January 16th 2007 |
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| You know, I hate those assholes out there, that pull up next to me at red lights, reving up there RPM's, and think there some bad shit because they have a quiet stock muffler that sounds like shit when it hits toilet water. And then theres those American Muscle V8's And V12's, that want to bully my little 4 cylinder around like a drunk bitch in a club. Oh, there bad, there 5.0's want to race my little 4 cylinder to try to show out....or make there ego's bigger, that's what reality allows them to be. My Eclipse falls in as a Class E stock Racer, while there 5.0's are Class A or B Stock. If I liked Fords, and had one of those shitty horses they call Mustangs, I wouldn't want to bully around a four banger around the block, I'd be bullying the Camaro, or Viper or that Corvette that The Mustang completely ignored, because he knows he has a sure win with the 4 banger, and might lose to a Chevy or Dodge, or even that Porshe 911 Turbo, that creeps up behind him. Now don't that remind you of the 10th grader that wanted to pick a fight with the 1st grader, instead of the one thats his age or size....fucking retarted. The Mustang then beats the shit out of the Eclipse, while the Viper, cruises on by....cuz beating the Eclipse was a sure win. It's like the PittBull that only fights the Jack Russells, because he knows the Rotweiler was his size, and actually had a chance to win. So when these giant bullies wanna race, I still race....to make these idiots look bad in others eyes, because of size, and they think there doing real well. If you are the retarted horse that I'm preaching about, here's some words to the wise.....Pick on sombody you own size! Assholes, that means motor sizes, if you wanna be street racers didn't understand plain english.....and stop fucking with me! |
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| What I Have Raced So Far, and Details...... 1. 1992 Ford Horse Shit (Mustang) - 6 Cylinder with A Turbo Charger Distance: 1 Mile Outcome: Lost by 1/2 Car Length Max Speed In Eclipse: 125 MPH Details: Raced on Avalon Ave. Muscle Shoals From Red Light by Wal-Greens To Next Red Light By Shell Station, This asshole thought that I was going to slow down for fucking traffik, till i got in the turning lane and stayed right beside him. As we got to the next red light, dude yelled some vulgar language and seemed very offended in what had happened. 2. 1987 Ford Horse Shit (Mustang) - V8 5.0 Litre Distance: 1 Mile Outcome: Lost by several car lengths Max Speed In Eclipse: 70 MPH Details: I was riding along, minding my own business, passed this Mustang that was following the speed limit law (35 MPH), Driver must have been offended, because he punched the gas and sped ahead of me, I really don't call that a real race, I'm thinking road rage, or he may of thought I wanted to race him to the fucking dollor store or something....lol. 3. Mitsubishi Eclipse - 6 Cylinder Distance: 1 Mile Outcome: Win Max Speed In Eclipse:130 MPH Details: Parked in McDonalds parking lot, when A 05 Ford Focus drove by and Reved his engine, I reved it back, the Eclipse infront of me thought I reved at him, So when the light turned Green, all was go, I was ahead in 1st gear, by the time I hit 2nd he, gained the lead, I floored to 3rd, and shut OD off on my engine, and passed him doing a whopping 130 MPH, then slowed to A complete stop in less than 20 feet. After the race, we Pulled into the Chevron Station and talked about our precious Mitsubishi's. 4. 1992 Chevrolet Camaro - 6 Cylinder Distance: 2 Mile Outcome: Win Max Speed of Eclipse: 160 MPH Details: I even gave this car a 15 Foot Advance on me, the driver, being amazed how fast 1st and 2nd gear got me to 80 MPH, before third Kicked in. This girl wanted to pass on several occasions stopping for traffic in her lane, finally she got beside me at the red light, she pulled ahead thinking that my little car wasn't going to keep up. As it ended I passed her up quickly, and easily.....and what she thought, imbarressed her little sexy ass. Sorry Blondie!!! 5. 1990 Honda Civic - DOHC 4 Cylinder Distance: 4 Miles Outcome: Win Max Speed of Eclipse: 172 MPH Details: I was out checking the oil andother fluids in my car, when my neighbor in his peice of shit Civic asked me what I had under the hood....I had a feeling he didn't know anything about motors, so i told him mine was a 4 cylinder DOHC, DOT 4, 4.3 Litre (NO SUCH THING AS THE 4.3 LITRE 4 CYLINDER) he replied back to me "I have the same thing, But I have duel turbo", I then quickly asked if he wanted to race, he said sure, and we drove upto the old Bel-Mont Mansion RD. Needless to say, I beat him, after the race he asked to look at my motor saying "Theres no way your standard 4 would beat my duel turbo" I showed him and he got quit upset finding out it was only a 2.4, and his was also....I quickly replied back "Let me take a look at that Duel Turbo" He showed me the ECM Box, and said it was the Turbo Charger, I laughed and let it go, He still thinks, it's his turbo.....hahahahaha. 6. 1995 Chevrolet S-10 - 4 Cylinder (Light Weight) Distance: From Muscle Shoals to Russellville (16 Miles) Outcome: Win Max Speed of Eclipse: 174 MPH Details: Another smart ass trying to pass, I played along, I kinda thought he was scared to travel more than 110 MPH, till I figured out his engine was shutting down because of the speed chip.....so when he slowed down, I slowed down, till he got ahead of me, then I passed again. Then went on about 10 Miles till I got bored, I let him get about 300 yards away, accelerated my baby to 160 MPH, flew passed him and kept on going....as I got to Russellville, I waited at factory connection for him to come by, as he did, I pulled out, drove past him and flipped the bird.....how embarrasing, I bet he don't try that again. |
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