I have gone to merge into highway in Jersey (Rt.95N) and some women in an big domestic sedan don't give room, so of course I reacted with punching out 3rd gear to fourth and the backed off once i am way off in the distance. Now I am just cruising at near 80's. On the parallel highway towards my right, separated by guard rail which goes toward NYC, Kids in a white Integra stickered up were all excited driving next to me and hope we merge together but I have merge into Rt. 80W and they have gone to GW Bridge. If you saw their both faces, u laugh also.

ed lee
Y2K NBP ITR#498
97 ITR#315 (RIP)

 

I will remeber to do this next time i spot a women in an SUV.

 

i understand the same thing happened to me 3 times today. i am a great lip reader. usually i read.. thats a fake type r or holy **** its a type r.

 

hehe, I would be the one saying "holy **** it's an R"



[Modified by Stumpy, 3:02 PM 5/4/2002]

 

hahah when i see another itr, im like "wow, sh*t its an itr"

 

I used to look at type Rs and say wow (when I was driving my gsr) but now that I have an R I hardly notice anyone looking at my car .. stealthy goodness

 

mainly people just see another car. the ones who notice are the ricers, and they just give me a damn dirty look.


envy is a great compliment, even though i'm not one of those 'high and mighty' R owners

 

actually Rob, when we were on Main St. They werent really staring, more like calling you a puss and said youre too scared to race(especially the hardcore guy in the camaro 6 cyl), and then theres the guys wanting to race for pink slips....

 

I just love when little ricers always rev and **** when there going through an intersection while your waiting for the light.Thats just plain stupid,what am i supposed to run the light and go chase em down and race em thats just F#ckin Dumb!.

 

well funny you should say that.... while ago i was at a 4 way like, big intersection. I wa in the turn lane, and a ricer in a orange teg with chromes and lots of blue lights pulled up in a turn lane perpendicular to me. He then proceeded to get out of his car, and wave like crazy at me....I turned like usual, he busted a U-turn and started messin with me. next stoplight was an entrance to a highway, and my passenger asked if he wanted to run, guy was like sure. I rolled his *** pretty damn good (street racing is bad though). he followed us a little bit, i stopped, he asked what i was running, i told him and asked what he had, "spray" was his answer. the 3 girls in his car would have gotten in mine if i had asked them too

 

My ma drives a big Yukon Denali. But whenever she sees a type r she calls me and describes it to me, with excitement in her voice. So not all domestic lady drivers are the same...