QWK SVT
05-04-2005, 08:04 PM
I think we all know what I'm referring to... The almight Honda Accord :rolleyes:
I was coming home from work, and hit every red light on the way... As I became more and more upset about the extra time being wasted at the stops, i caught up to a 2003/2004 4-door Accord. V6 badging, lowered, big exhaust tips (maybe 4" each) and very LARGE bling-bling rims. The tires looked like elastic bands wrapped around the wheels.
We ended up side-by-side at another red. I looked over, and he was busy playing with his radio. The light turned green, and I pulled away, as per my usual driving style (speed limits are suggestions, right?).
After I got a few car lengths in front, he must've realized I wasn't just driving grandma's car, because he speed up to pass me by a bit, then slowed down, speed up, then slowed down... I guess that means he wants to race :confused: Now, I'm actually looking to catch the red light ;) And there it was... That glorious red, with no traffic in front of us!
We sat at the light, and I was forced to listen to the horrible, raspy fart coming from his exhaust as he revved - definitely not the sound of the I4, but still sounds crappy... I give the obligitory blip of the throttle, to take the slack out of the drivetrain, and then calmly pop OD and TC off... Bring the rpm up to 1300, when I see the lights going left-right turn red.
The light goes green, and my pedal goes down. Excitment got the best of me, and I spin a little more than I meant to, but quickly grab traction, and that's it. It's over. Before we hit 45, I had easily put two car lengths between us, so I shut it down. I didn't even break the speed limit, before I tapped on the brakes.
Typical, he continued to floor it past me, and quickly turned right at the next street, before a got there. :down:
I was coming home from work, and hit every red light on the way... As I became more and more upset about the extra time being wasted at the stops, i caught up to a 2003/2004 4-door Accord. V6 badging, lowered, big exhaust tips (maybe 4" each) and very LARGE bling-bling rims. The tires looked like elastic bands wrapped around the wheels.
We ended up side-by-side at another red. I looked over, and he was busy playing with his radio. The light turned green, and I pulled away, as per my usual driving style (speed limits are suggestions, right?).
After I got a few car lengths in front, he must've realized I wasn't just driving grandma's car, because he speed up to pass me by a bit, then slowed down, speed up, then slowed down... I guess that means he wants to race :confused: Now, I'm actually looking to catch the red light ;) And there it was... That glorious red, with no traffic in front of us!
We sat at the light, and I was forced to listen to the horrible, raspy fart coming from his exhaust as he revved - definitely not the sound of the I4, but still sounds crappy... I give the obligitory blip of the throttle, to take the slack out of the drivetrain, and then calmly pop OD and TC off... Bring the rpm up to 1300, when I see the lights going left-right turn red.
The light goes green, and my pedal goes down. Excitment got the best of me, and I spin a little more than I meant to, but quickly grab traction, and that's it. It's over. Before we hit 45, I had easily put two car lengths between us, so I shut it down. I didn't even break the speed limit, before I tapped on the brakes.
Typical, he continued to floor it past me, and quickly turned right at the next street, before a got there. :down: