So I was cruising one morning in my stage 4+ WRX, and I stop at a red light. A fully riced out Civic SI with carbon fiber hood and poo-poo blaster exhaust pulls up next to me and asks:
"Does that thing have a turbo?"
I tried to answer without rolling my : "Why yes... it DOES have a turbo."
He then says: "Hmmmph..." all the while, looking quite innocent.
Startled by that exchange, I wasn't even paying attention to the light... but Honduh-boy was He proceeded to do a high RPM clutch dump to try and smoke me while I was not looking.
[Dikembe]Not in my house... (wagging my finger)[/Dikembe]
At that point I was a bit miffed. He didn't even ask me if I wanted to run... he just wanted to catch me off-guard I proceeded to gingerly put my car into 1st and then...
BOOM! goes the turbo
I caught up to Mr. Honduh at the end of 1st/beginning of 2nd. After walking him about a million cars in the middle of third, I let off to let him catch up (so I could smoke him again ). I was expecting the Ricer Fly-By, but I think he really was too stunned to even try me
I started to feel like I was in those Dodge "is that a Hemi?" commercials