Found myself next to a kid in a riced-out prelude yesterday.
My car is ULTRA slow, but thanks to a crafty 2.5" mandrel bent, mufflerless, turbo-back exhaust, it sounds pretty mean, especially just coasting up to a stop and the turbo winds down (weeeeoooooooooo)
So the kid hears this and gets all 'in my face' --well, as much as you can being in two seperate vehicles.
The road was wet from a piss-ant rain cloud that had quickly passed over.
This should be funny.
I whiz my turbo at him a couple times and he sinks down into his cheap racing seat. Hardly anything more in sight than a ball cap and a set of white knuckles death-gripping the top of the steering wheel in this classic ricer pose.
This should be really funny!
The don't walk light starts to flash in the opposite direction and the amber lights up.
I hold a steady 5000ish rpm and slide into 2nd gear.
The light turns green and he's instantly spinning the crap out of his wheels, barely moving thanks to them being on the thick white painted crosswalk line.
I marvel as he creeps forward bouncing violently off the rev limiter.
Wow, this guy is serious!
I dumped the clutch and the syncro squirts forward on the flywheel inertia, --almost stalling, and puttered away at 800rpm billowing smoke.
Perfect.
I was three or four carlengths on the other side of the intersection when he finally emerged from the cloud.
Good God what a newbie.
I just shook my head at the eyes peeking out from between the hat brim and the windowsill as he humbly passed by.
Topic: clunker diesel syncro VS Prelude type SH (Read 4357 times)
