I live two blocks away from Turner Field. I was excited to attend this year as I had missed last spring. I woke up around 11 with much excitement as I could already hear some of the cars down the street. I headed down to the parking lots around 2 as I figured the turnout must be huge by this time. Much to my dismay the event had been canceled. I walked around a couple of the lots and surveyed what was left in them. I watched cars leave down Capital Ave, revving to redline for no reason and attempting to do burnouts in traffic. I cursed the ricers as angrily walked back home. I hopped in the 7 and went for a joy ride to ease my frustrations. As I come down Capital to get on the highway I have kids yell at me " Rev the engine bro! How much boost are you making?". My joy ride takes me south of the city and then over East, eventually North as I work my way down South again. Taking Peachtree St. home I see an awesome crew of S2000s and Civics roll by, Big props to those guys as your cars looked immaculate. A few turns away from my house I pass a group of teens hopping out of a 300zx. The driver yells over to me "DRIFT MAN!" as I pass. This meet is noe on the ever growing list of meets I will never attend again.


Fuck. Ricers.