Ok so I'm driving home from Vegas late last night in my 2010 gt. I came back from a wedding and was partying hard all weekend so im exhausted and running on fumes at this point. I'm going about 80 down the freeway when a riced out Toyota pulls up next to me. The thought of wasting gas on this guy was hilarious to me but he seems determined to get beat. So I end up dropping it into 3rd and we are off...... Well I'm off and all he sees is my tail lights obviously as he tries to keep up. I shut down at about 120. Next thing you know I look in my rear view mirror, yup u guessed it here comes Mr ricer doing a ricer fly by at about 100 while I'm back down to 80. I go back into 3rd and punch it, I catch up and fly past this guy in no time, this time I shut down close to 140. Sure enough 10 seconds later here he comes again, at this point you would think one of us would stop right? Wrong, I figured I'd beat this guy a solid 3 times. I get rdy to shift into 3rd for the last time from 5th and..... I blank out and for some reason went into 1st gear going 80..... my gauges turn red my engine is howling, my tires screeching, it was like I slammed on the brakes. Luckily it was left there less than a second, I instantly pushed the clutch back in and took it out of gear. As this happens Mr ricer flies past , I don't even attempt to catch up, not after what happened. That woke me right up and the rest of the drive home I took it nice and easy. I only punched It once more bout 25 min later to see if I ran ok, everything seems fine, we will see with time. I didn't hear anything out of the ordinary like knocking or have any loss of acceleration so far. So That's great. Never racing that when I'm sleepy ever again that's for dam sure. Me 2, ricer 1 :rolling:
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