
Originally Posted by
Dragonfly5338
Okay, so apparently this guy has been running around telling people we raced. Since I haven't talked or seen any other S2K, I'm assuming it's the same guy.
So it's around 11pm on Sunday, and I'm cruising up Highway 92, on my way back to Kennesaw. Just chillin', smoking a cigarette while my dogs are asleep. Because they were in the car, I had my windows down (and the heat blasting!), and was waiting at a stoplight. All of a sudden, a silver S2k with LOUD ass exhausts pulls up next to me with his girlfriend in the passenger seat.
"Nice car", he says, his girlfriend glancing at my car looking appropriately air-headed.
"Thanks man, you too", I reply with a nod.
"You know how to drive it?", he asks, smirking at me.
"Uhh.. yeah. I run at the track. 12. ----" *SKKERRRRRRTTT!!!*- before I could finish my sentence, the light turns green and the guy dumps his clutch and proceeds to tear off from the light, tires ablaze.
Val: *looks at doggie* ???
Doggie: *looks at Val* ????
I ain't about to start driving like a moron on 92 late at night, haha. I've already gotten a ticket on that road. So I get to about 55mph and cruise, as I have been my entire ride. (Doggies don't like it when you accelerate and decelerate hard) Anyways. The guy proceeds to slow down and then pace me for a mile or so with his car in some ungodly low gear, his engine must have been sitting at 7k rpms.
I'm sitting there laughing at him, manage to yell "NOT INTERESTED" over his engine noise, and then roll up the window. He and his girl speed off and turn into the Walmart.
(Sure enough, there was a cop sitting down the road gunning people, right past Trickum road)
So now everyone knows how Val and her two dogs "raced" and got beaten by an S2000. If it makes him feel like more of a man, go right ahead and brag, I don't care, haha.
All I know is that my car = 400hp. Your car = slow.
This has been a faithful and honest narrative of the events in question. Signed - Val, Kenshin and Yoshi.