So I am on my way up to my 3 day seminar in Edison NJ for work, Heading up from central Jersey, and I am near woodbridge merging onto 440 @ around 8:00PM off the Parkway. It is a LONG sweep that bends over the parkway (hard left) after the bridge and then a hard right. There are 3 lanes, I am in the center about to pass a dude on the right and then cut over to get around the bus directly in front of me. The far left lane is blocked by what else, Left Lane ****.
Further back in the far right lane is a car that I had not noticed before, couldn't tell what it was but had hidious yellow after market fog lights, must be a ricer, I slow down BARELY passing a bus and sir rice ball NAILS and and flys up my ass and cuts over nearly hitting me. He takes off. Ohhh sweet not rice but a Scooby.
I immediately noticed that he but an IMPREZA badge on the back, hookup up a Nice exhaust and intake as it was quite loud, after market BOV he made sure to pop off every 2 or 3 seconds. A carbon fiber hood intake thingy that actually looked awesome on an all burgundy WRX with 18INCH gun metal wheels. He also had dark windows but I could see his well lit tripple gauge pod. His car was VERY nice looking and certainly sounded fast but me thinks he is in 13B land and about to get hurt.
Evo VIII Aem intake, Hallman MBC set to 21PSI, 255LPH pump, Greddy BOV, earthing kit, 3.0 turbo back exhaust, twin set of 272's duno tuned (flashed) to the beat of 350AWHP on 94 pump gas, I get next to him quite quickly as he makes his run from me initially to get my attention. I get next to him as we match speeds and he tries to take off, but I nail it, not even funny how far I get, I did't even use all of third, the gear I started in, and he is way back. I slow down to legal speeds and he trys, oh no, here it comes, the Ricer Fly by, pleaze.
I wait for him to get right next to me at WOT while I wait in third at 5000RPM. He gets next to me, I nail it for an instant spool and his progress never makes a lead as I pull way ahead of him and slowly merge over into his lane and slow WAY DOWN just to fu.ck with him. He pulls next to me on my right, I give him the thumbs down and tell him to go again. He doesn't. and keeps his 1000 yeard stare. He moves over into the right lane, takes off, pops off the BOV TWICE and makes his escape off the Route 1 exit. Oh well, I guess he got the best of me.
Normally I am much nicer but this bastard riced me and nearly totaled my car as he attempted his rice manuver to show off. He came after me so I ended it. His Car looked AWESOME THOUGH, he musta been near a 100MPH trap, my car traps over 110 now. Not fair but justice has been served.