Yesterday afternoon im on my way to see my little sister play some t-ball, and then i hear it... the big loud exhaust only fart cannons can produce. I look back and see a 94ish civic wagon with the si emblem. young kid, probably sixteen or seventeen and a friend speed up beside me at a red light in an old industrial district. (i live up in the rust belt so we have a ton of 4 lane roads that are barely used anymore) I look over and him and his friend are looking at my car and laughing as i look back at them. so i flick off the tc and when the green hits, i let them get a jump and then just stomp the pedal the tires spin for a sec then i just blew past them i got up to fifty or so and let off. looking in my rear view mirror i see them coming up quick and i knew the fly-by was coming. i let him get to my back bumper then just got back on it. His rear end only got to the front of my car before i quickly was back ahead. got to about 70 and had about two cars before i let off. we got to the next red light and the passanger was staring at my car like it was a demon (looking for the gtp emblem i presume) then they turned off.
cliff notes: whooped a 94 civic si from a dig and killed his ricer fly-by on the attempt
