Alright, been a while since ive been in a race or accually written a story, so we'll see how this goes lol.
lol, coming back from church today at a little past noon. Im on mainstreet in Ramona. Small, white movie theater on the right, Ramona drug store on the left.
Im sitting at an abnormally loooong red light waiting for it to turn green when an early 90's accord pulls up next to me on my right. I glance over inside because i hear the "reeeeoooowwww" of a bolt on muffler. Its a Hispanic kid driving it. Chrome 14inch "kmart slap on" hubcaps, and a lime green paint job with a sparkly gold pin stripe down the side.
The 16ish year old kid rolls down his window and pokes his head out.
"Ey ma'n, whatchoo got in dat thing?" Said the kid in the accord.
"Nothing, just stock. You?" I said.
"Ma'n, i got a muffler, cone filter, tornado, cut down my springs, and a bunch of udder sh*****t" he said acting proud. "Ju wanna race?"
"Sure?" i said rasing my eyebrow.
I turned up my cd in my car. The song that started playing was 'survival of the sickest' by Saliva. Great racing song. I rev a little bit and put the stick in 1st gear. I guess the kid heard me pop a rev so he slams his foot down on the gas.
Reeeeeeeeeeennnnggg ennng eeennngg POP! his muffler said with a loud backfire.
Im staring at the red light as im listening to the song.
As if this was a 1/1000 chance, the song plays its intro then the singer goes "1,2,3 Go!!"
well guess what happened right as he said go
Green light.
I slam my foot down on the gas and pop the clutch out.
Bad idea... I forgot, mustang has much more torque then the cougar did. I ended up popping the clutch at about 3.5k rpms, while i shouldve launched at about 2k....
My tires went roasting.
IT was crazy, it almost felt like slow motion as i felt my rear end slid slowly to the right as it was trying to get traction. 1 wheel peel FTL
The Accord had about a half car on me cuz he did a little wheel hop and took off.
Finally my tires grab at around 5k and i take the F*ck off lol.
My head hits the back of my seat and I let first gear go to 5.6k rpms = 37 mph.
I slam it down into 2nd gear and pull the clutch back out.
My tires spin for a bit and grab.
At around 40mph i FLY past this kid at probably twice the speed he was going.
I flew past him so fast that i hope the shock wave tore off all his hubcaps and his gold pin stripe.
I shift from 2nd into 4th at around 65 mph already and laugh as i look in my rear view mirror and see the look on his face.
His vtec didnt kick in.
- Grant
Cliff Notes - My stock mustang vs. Ricer accord with ricer paint, ricer mods, and ricer performance.
i launched too high, but then flew past him at the beginning of 2nd.



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