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Happened about a week and a half ago, never posted it up. Never really drive the car, so thought it was a "worthy" enough kill to post up.
Anyhow, Friday night, driving back home from the mall when a silver 370z pulls up beside me, older man probably in his mid to late 40's, looking like he's going through a mid-life crisis. Sitting next to him is this weird looking blonde bitch who looks like she had a thousand botox injections in her face. Pretty much represents the majority of douchebag hobos who live out in AZ with their guido hair-dos and Ed-Hardy outfits. Sorry to get off topic.
We're on a 3 lane road, im in the middle lane, hes in the slow lane, I really don't care to race him as I'm not in the mood to fuck around. He pulls next to me, looks over with hit shit-faced grin, then proceeds to mash on the throttle showing a display of awe-inspiring acceleration only a Nissan 370z could exhibit. I shrug, and keep moving at a cruising speed. He decides he wants to slow down so I eventuall catch up. Side by side once again, with the same shit-faced grin, he slams the gas again. By this point Im starting to get tired of his antics, so I decide to rip his ass wider than an airplane hangar.
Thankfully we hit a stoplight. I look over and he's discussing with the blonde bimbo how he "thinks" he'll smoke me when it turns green. You can just tell by the way their heads bob up and down, laughing away.
Light turns green we both slowly accelerate, then punch it. I look to my right and can't see him. For some reason he is about 3 car lengths behind me slowly drifting away in the sunset. I let off after a few seconds waiting for him to catch up, of course, being the chump that he is, makes a right turn onto a cross-street, avoiding being pointed and laughed at by yours truly.
The Supra makes 526 rwhp at 23 psi on meth and pump gas.
Fun evening.
Anyhow, Friday night, driving back home from the mall when a silver 370z pulls up beside me, older man probably in his mid to late 40's, looking like he's going through a mid-life crisis. Sitting next to him is this weird looking blonde bitch who looks like she had a thousand botox injections in her face. Pretty much represents the majority of douchebag hobos who live out in AZ with their guido hair-dos and Ed-Hardy outfits. Sorry to get off topic.
We're on a 3 lane road, im in the middle lane, hes in the slow lane, I really don't care to race him as I'm not in the mood to fuck around. He pulls next to me, looks over with hit shit-faced grin, then proceeds to mash on the throttle showing a display of awe-inspiring acceleration only a Nissan 370z could exhibit. I shrug, and keep moving at a cruising speed. He decides he wants to slow down so I eventuall catch up. Side by side once again, with the same shit-faced grin, he slams the gas again. By this point Im starting to get tired of his antics, so I decide to rip his ass wider than an airplane hangar.
Thankfully we hit a stoplight. I look over and he's discussing with the blonde bimbo how he "thinks" he'll smoke me when it turns green. You can just tell by the way their heads bob up and down, laughing away.
Light turns green we both slowly accelerate, then punch it. I look to my right and can't see him. For some reason he is about 3 car lengths behind me slowly drifting away in the sunset. I let off after a few seconds waiting for him to catch up, of course, being the chump that he is, makes a right turn onto a cross-street, avoiding being pointed and laughed at by yours truly.
The Supra makes 526 rwhp at 23 psi on meth and pump gas.
Fun evening.
