So I was on my way home from work last night just cruising down a main road. I had my windows down and all of a sudden i hear music to my ears. I heard a tin can makeing a little rumble. I look in my mirrors and see the ricer coming on me quick. He blows by me doing the usual ricer fly by. As he passed i heard the BOV of a turbo. He hits a red light and of course there is a empty lane right next to him for me to pull up to.
I look over at them at the light. 2 guys sitting in their Honda Hatchback looking at me laughing. I laugh right back and roll up the window (5% tint). The light turns green, we both ease on the gas a little. we get about to 20 and i hear a beep, 1,2,3. Third beep i smash on the gas. RMP shoot and i take off. All i hear is the whine of my SC . I look in the mirror and what do i see. The ricer falling back. We let off at about 75ish. In the end i pulled about 2 1/2 car lengths on him. (if not more).
We both hit a second light and he pulls next to me. No more laughing in their car. Next thing i see is their blinker turn on. Made a right hand turn at the light. I ABSOLUTLY love bending over ricers and showing them what a GTP is made of. Urban dictionary states- deffinition "gtp" =
A bad ass Pontiac that is faster than other drivers realize until its too late.
Originally Posted by RossoGTP
